Sarah Vermillion
Relationship Status
Single
Highschool
Oakland High School
College
University of Memphis
Interests
JROTC, Math, Science, Literature, Music, Movies, Photography
Favorite Music
Depeche Mode, Tori Amos, Alanis Morissette, Coheed & Cambria, REM, Smashing Pumpkins, Hootie and the Blowfish, Barenaked Ladies, Bush, Beck, Disturbed, Linkin Park, Goo Goo Dolls, Muse, Semisonic, Collective Soul, Placebo, Weezer, U2, Me First and the Gimme Gimmes, Oasis, Aqua, Lloyd Rogers, Garbage, Bond, Offspring, Queen, Toadies, Live, Keane, The Magnetic Fields
Favorite Movies
Labyrinth, Dark Crystal, Kill Bill Vol.1, Kill Bill Vol. 2, The Princess Bride, Willow, Lord of the Rings Trilogy, Star Wars Trilogy, A Fish Called Wanda, Beauty & The Beast, The Little Mermaid, Rocky Horror Picture Show, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Island, Saved!, Whale Rider, The Muppet Movie, Muppet Treasure Island, Finding Forrester, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Fight Club, Sin City, Team America World Police, Cannibal! The Musical
Favorite Books
Number the Stars, The Giver, Dandelion Wine, The Martian Chronicles, The Old Man and the Sea, Harry Potter Series, Lord of the Rings, Hithchikers Guide to the Galaxy, Old Kingdom Trilogy, Shades Children, Rocket Boys, Tales of Alvin Maker, Chronicles of Narnia, Memoirs of a Geisha, Slaughterhouse Five, Silas Marner, Night
my car had a stroke... or an anneurism or something...
June 28 2006
So. Here's my day:
8 AM: Awake to Chris, Jane's stepdaddy, hammering away on wall. Yep, that's right. At 8 AM.
9 AM: Wake up again, even though it takes me a good thirty seconds to realize that that annoying cell phone noise isn't Jane's phone, it's mine.
11-ish AM: Take my Hanyay to go eat lunch with me, my Granny, and my Aunt Kiki. Roly Poly is nummy.
12-ish PM to 4-ish PM: I'm in HELLLLLLLLLLLLLL. Shopping = teh devil. As I told everyone at Fazoli's: When I take over the world, everyone will be a nudist. And if I think you're too ugly or too nice looking as a nudist, I'll execute you. --On the bright side, I now have all the clothes I need for my senior pictures!
4:15 PM - 9:30 PM: My Granny takes me back to my car, parked outside my Aunt's house. I pop the clutch and turn the key. Nothing happens. My air shudders a little bit, but besides that, nadda. Zip.
My Granny tries to jump my car.
It doesn't work.
It's dead. Just sitting there. Engine's not turning over or anything.
I panic. I think that my car has had an engine attack and died forever for good. I'm already thinking about my internet eulogy for Bruce "The Batmobile" Wayne. (He was a piece of crap car... but he chugged on like the little Nissan that could...)
My aunt says, "Hey, my neighbor's a mechanic. I'll have him check it out when he gets home. In the mean time, take my truck with the screaching clutch of doom."
So I take it. I go to Jane's, then to MTSU to visit my Gracie at Governor's School, and then to Fazoli's.
Around 9:30, my auntie calls me to tell me that the reason my engine wouldn't turn over is because my battery was SUPREMELY dead. So dead that jumping it wouldn't give it enough juice to start the engine. So, her mechanic buddy charged it up for me, is supposedly putting it back in my car in the near future, and I can trade back vehicles tomorrow.
To be honest, I'm a little disappointed. I was having fun driving the truck (I forgot how much I like driving a big vehicle). Also, the truck had air conditioning, something that my car has been lacking for a year or so and will never have again.
Ah well, the car search continues and hopefully I'll have a new(er) vehicle before Bruce tries to cut out on me again.
