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cars and driving.

Hey cuties, let's talk!! So, this past week has been really weird for me, and I wanna talk about it for a second. But first, I have a cool little story time for y'all so grab some popcorn.

OKAY SO YESTERDAY AFTER I WOKE UP I was doing my normal morning routine, i.e. taking my dog outside, feeding her, blah blah. Then, I started on my chores that my mother had so kindly taken the time to write out and tape to my bathroom mirror, when my dad comes inside. He says "I'm leaving in about 30 minutes to take a ride and it's your choice on whether you wanna come with me, so choose quickly."

So you can BET A BITCH THREW SoME MOTHERFUCKING MAKEUP ON AND HOPPED IN THE PASSENGERS SEAT. Here i am thinking that there's gonna be some delicious-ass food involved, (which there was, but that's not the point to my story,) and about 3/4 of the way there my dad hands me his phone and tells me to click "directions" in the Maps app.

"Okay, what do we need these directions for?" You can bet that this lil hoe was a curious mofo at this point because we literally  never go anywhere down this side of the freeway and I already knew what restaurants existed past the main strip and it was lookin' bleak, kids.

"These are the directions to a red Jeep Cherokee."

I DONE FLIPPED OUT OF MY SEAT AND STARTED YELLING BECAUSE I KNEW DAMN-WELL THAT THIS WAS ABOUT TO BE THe MEETING TO DISCUSS WHETHER OR NOT I'M GETTING THIS CAR. MY FIRST MOTHERFUCKKING CAR, HOE!!!!!!! But even though I was flipping, I calmed my shit down real quick because I didn't need anyone to think I was some kind of psycho bitch, you know. 

So we pull up into this man's driveway and I catch a glimpse of that beautiful piece of art, and my heart completely melts. This car has been in my dreams since the very beginning of discussing what I'll have for my first car. Like you don't even know, y'all, this my baby, my MF CINNAMON APPLE. 

We talk to this guy for like a solid 1.5 hours, and then my dad says that he and I are gonna go eat lunch, (hallelujah because ya girl was starving at this point,) and that we'd call him once a decision was made.

So at lunch, my dad was talking about how the car needed work and that I'd have to help him work on it, and of course I said hell yeah. Shit, I'm willing to do whatever it takes for me to keep this car. Like I'm in love with it, fam. SO HE SAID THAT WE CAN BUY IT.

We hop in his mf car and head to the bank, and call this guy saying we wanna buy it. Once we sealed the deal, we grabbed cash to put 1/2 the payment in his hands, and the other half when we get it home (we have to tow it so that my baby doesn't overheat going down the road.) So we go back to his house, he prints the receipt and my dad gives him the cash, and we're good to go. 

So I don't have my car home with me yet because it needs to be towed back, but I'm literally so pumped y'all. This car is so beautiful. Let me know if when I get it home, y'all wanna see pictures because I'm ready to take a shitload of pictures of my babygirl. I dunno what to name her, so if y'all have any suggestions you can leave them in the comments, as well. :))

I love y'all lil hoeskis, and I'll see you guys next chapter with a ton of pictures of my car, along with a list of names that I like for her. CIAO FOR NOW, BIATCHES!!!!