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Whats up guys. Dont reconize to many names. Actually I miss reading everything you guys posted it was always fun learning about my car. I havent grown up yet thats for sure. I had to get practicle though and sold my pride, joy and life. I sold my 95 celica yes the coolest ****ing 6gc car ever (no offense) I picked everything out for that car. Shopped around and paid out the ass for good ****. I cleaned it and drove it the way it wanted to be driven (the way I taught it to drive) The thing cornered like a dream and hell I got more looks in that car than I can talk about. Guys in Brand new Vettes would ask me what it was, comments and adoring looks everywhere I went. I couldnt wait till spring came so I could bump my system down the road and look for other "car mates" to play or drive with. The car was a 95 and looked better than most new cars. I opened a business and had to sell it. I had delveries and well got sick of pulling up to customers in beater cars in my eyes it didnt look to good. I didnt have money so I through the car on ebay I got an offer for 6k and took it. They didnt take the parts I offered. The turbo set-up that could have been sold for oh I dont know 1300 or the stock ****ing radio or how about the seats I offered I offered everything with the car. They just wanted a cool car for the wife to drive to work that was a few blocks away. That was the saddest day when it left my driveway for good. So I drove the piece of **** camry around for awhile till I found the perfect car. I found it an 08 nauticle (cant think of it right now window sticker got stolen with the car) blue manual tC. I remember you guys saying that tC stood for Toyota Celica and to be honest I kind of hated it at first. A little too big no leather and well I wanted the black head liner. But overall I grew to love that car. I got the gear ratio and the rpms to sync pretty well and it never did when I bought it. The seat a little too big but with a lean here a lean there and a scoot there I learned my car like it was the only thing that mattered until. . . Sept 07. My parents well they started going through a divorce. my mom she laughed when my heartbroken dad broke the "news" I was working 80 hours a week and trying to keep my head up. My parents stopped fighting and started ganging up on me actually. My brother well he was into hard drugs alot of them and me alot of pot. It calmed me actually it freed me. I was able to say anything I needed to say with out being scared of people cutting me off or telling me to shut up. I always have opinions and everyone wants to tell me Im a bitch. Anyways, I have this pretty shinny new ****ing cars and get this. . . I can drive through construction zones!!!! It was amazing to drive and not worry about scrapping. So the worse it got here the more I drove. I put like 5,000 miles on that stolen gem in like 2 months. WEll one day I seriously freaked out I went into the back of my shope to smoke and crash. . . . broke a very special chillum. I was really shakey for a few days and I thought it was nerves from my dad following me. He once hid his car around the other side of my business in west chicago after a high speed chase down fair oaks while Im trying to make a delivery to Ameribanc in Bloomingdale. He finally turned off and I calmed down a little bit afterall he was supposed to be at work. So I make my delivery and pull into Copy That the business I sold the Celica for and out walks my dad. No car just him. I got so freaked out I got back in my car and left but Im sure where I went thats about when the nerves started kicking in. I dont know what happened except I took 2 weeks off from fox and hound I had only worked 80 hours for the last year and the managers started treating me like ****. So I dont remember the order it was 2 years ago but I couldnt take how I felt and knew there was something wrong with my BODY. So I remember this. I said I cant wait for my doctor. I didnt think I could felt like I might die. Actually my body wouldnt let me wait another day I wasnt nervous anymore I was sick. I pulled into CDH took one last hit off my hitter put it in the glove box and said here goes nothing. Walked into the er thinking Im so not going to believed. "what are your symptoms" Well Im sweaty and well clamy and kinda shakey. But I cant focus my left eye" So I take my contact out throw it in the garbage and read the eye chart but I couldnt focus straight and I said I cant do it. Do what? I cant get my eye to go straight. WEll at that they say you have get this 20/40 vision. Never heard of that actually. So they take me to this room with this bed and I am told to get a brain scan by dr. ****ing phillips. Funny thing is I went to the ER for medical help and was SCARED into a ****ing "brain scan" So I left thinking I had a tumor of some sort on the left side of my head and went to Fox and Hound to see what manager was there. They dont leave till 4am or later. Chris was there getting into his grandma of an integra the auto that had way too many coffee stains. I said to him, I think I need to get a brain scan and I might not be back to work for a bit. FYI I might have cancer (sarcasam) I was tricked into that CT. So I drive myself back actually I brought my brother my neighbor kept saying you dont want to go you dont know whats going to happen and my brother sat there like a friend. Come to think of it I dont remember the CT at all. I remember my mom and Ty the neighbor standing at a not so ER hospital door while I was on a bed trying to stay awake and not freak out because I felt like wtf is going on where is a real doctor Im ****ing sick over here. I thought I might be there for a couple days since the sympotms were so weird but I was finally diagnosed with hyperthyroid by Dr. Vosickey my primary physcian who said I had a deadly combination of off the charts thyroid and extreamly low blood pressure. Long story short, they kept me for 9 ****ing days and "rediagnosed me" bi ****ing polar for driving my car 5000 funcking miles. My parents put me in 2 more hospitals and well stole $4500 telling me I didnt have ****ing money even though i had oh 10k in the bank. wonder where that went. My parents had me in Glen Oaks for like 17 days being stuck with Aderol shots and no matter how many drugs they pumped into me I stayed alert why cause I wanted out of hell. Hell my house but oh go home to the ****ing parents that just ruined you life. The one you worked for and tried for. The one that just bought that new tC that is yes guys missing. Not here and I cant even smoke in the garage anymore. I have so much to say. I was beat by a Schaumburg "cop" on the 29th of dec in an abondon lot between two buildings. Brought to the hospital on a body board rolled off and left for dead I swear I think Im work more dead than alive. Went to CDH and they tried to commit me again. Parents oh so concerned. Left me in county for 4 days on a cement slab with no pads and one pair of underwear not to mention no showers. and they said we'll be back with your money and instead they left me there to get "help with my head" jail not a hospital you know. So I still wouldnt stop driving after butcherd pedals and a trans that felt more like an auto than a manuel and oh **** a sit that ****ed my already ****ed up body up by crushing my hips and well pushing my ribs under my tits you know totally distorting mt whole body. Parents never even called the lawyer that didnt show up at the police department or hospital. Anyways afer all this, I get arrested again on Monday for a false ****ing warrant that cost $583.00 to get out and all I kept saying is I cant imagine what theyare doing to my car now. Oh yes first time I got out of county my rear view mirror was covered by my visor. So I went to Toyota after Toyota and took pic after pic and calle scion corp. The day I was thinking about calling them actually the minute I picked the phone up to call them Nick my brother boxes me in and then my parents come flying down the street in the blazer and block me in well that wasnt enough so they get my dads audi and pull it behind me oh **** here comes neighbor jeff to finish off the poor beat girl and cropped chopped and oh fake tC. So now my dad has the keys he stole out of the ignition and well im locked in the car with dREX the ****ing dragon and I call the cops. Im freaked the **** out you know I have 4 cars blocking me in for not coming home when Im 27 years old with a missing ipod and oh an employee that stole it and my ****ing gps. get locked in my own business cut my ass out of plastic and sylicone with ****ing scissors trying to do my uncles job that holy **** my customers dont pay anymore and my dad stole my ****ing car again. I had to vent. anyone want to see in my bag or maybe know where my car is or well would let me drive a reall stick shift tc so I can remember what its like please call me 630-201-2589 Kinda newvous he stole my car right before my feb 13 court date and oh my so called boyfriend wouldnt let me use his car for court in the morning let alone call me back or answer any of my calls so Im kinda looking for a friend please no bitches no liars and only real cars please. havent driven a real car in a while. still broken and seriously at the end of well i think maybe my life. been running around with broken bones i have bones in my theighs and hips that well are missing. croocked neck and an inverted middle section. Kinda conveinent the car goes missing when Scion calls.

Thanks for listening
Tressa

Hey Tressa, I remember you (or your car) from a long long time ago. I just sat through and read everything you just wrote, and that is A LOT that has happened. I can't even begin to imagine how it must be like to go through all of that.

spark notes?

Oh god my brain hurts after reading that.

So what you're saying is:
You're 27, and you took too much drugs and felt weird so you then went to hospital and had some not so nice condition, which your parents somehow stole your money to pay for treatment for, then you got out of hospital and your parents had stolen your car? How are your parents able to steal your **** when you are 27, and how are the police not arresting them for this?

Sooo confused.

http://www.fmylife.com/

Paragraphs would help keep my eyes straight very much.

And are you asking a bunch of ppl on the internet if they saw your run of the mill car? And if someone would let you drive theirs?

I would stay off drugs, and start seeing someone to sort all this stuff out.

This post has been edited by Supersprynt: Feb 13, 2009 - 10:55 AM

You sound like my type of girl...lol
Honestly, go get some help. It sounds like you have some problems.
You sound VERY paranoid. Probably due to all of the drugs your doing.

I dont think your parents were out to kill you when they blocked you in, and I dont think the cops just randomly keep arresting you for no reason. I think if you look deep enough, youll probably realize this is all from your drug use. Get some help.

This post has been edited by lagos: Feb 13, 2009 - 10:58 AM

Thanks for the summary. I was going cross-eyed reading that.

I agree with everyone else here... It's time to lay of the drugs. My brother had been using since he was 12. He's 24 now. I've heard your story before. It seems like the whole world is against you, but when you clean up even the slightest bit, you're going to see how much your family loves you and how much they are doing for you.

(Quote from Mystery Men)............... "Awe Dang"


Don't get me wrong, I do not or like to hear about anything bad happening to anyone, but I can't believe I just read half of that. It is just stamped "DRAMA". C'mon now.
Well I hope things get better for you. I want to say more, but I Feel I shouldn't for the fact I didn't read beyond half of this.

I was zooming thru and saw "tits" haha.

But real talk, why a car forum? why not a doctor, ward?

hmm...."5 hour energy" will do that to you. i have yet to try it myself. that has got to be the longest single post ever lol.

you got problems, its clear. but you're not demented, nor are you crazy or out of your mind. you just a little off track and need to separate yourself from everything thats been giving you problems. if you keep on doing what you're doing, you're gonna keep getting what you're getting. start by being healthy. stop wasting money and time with mind altering substances. you need a clear conscience to make good decisions. get rid of any friends that do that stuff and influence you to do the same. theyre not really your friends if they let you harm yourself that way. get rid of your "so called" boyfriend. if the loser cant even lend u his car or drive you himself, hes not worth anyones time. last but not least, you need to straighten things out with your parents. find out if you can see eye to eye, try to understand as much as you can, and get them to understand you as much as possible. if that isnt an option or just doesnt work, you need to get your own place, or make some other type of living arrangements. i believe that a person turns into who they hang out with, so make sure you're around and influenced by people you respect and admire. why you chose 6gc to vent, i dunno. your case is pretty sad, and im sure we all feel for you. the internet is an easy "dear diary" but dont expect too much especially from a car forum =p

"cocaine........................it'a a hell of a drug!"
Rick James


i just read all of that, i unno how or why i did, but i did, good luck with your stuff i guess, bipolar doesnt sound that far off, seems like there is more then one person in side your head, seems like 1/2 or 1/3 of the story is missing.....get better soon

spark notes are a must..... or at least paragraphs

wow i lol'd at this!!
fmylife.com FTW!!

holy crap use paragraphs

5hit happens.

http://www.busyteacherscafe.com/teacher_re...s/paragraph.htm

People have posted that you should try to get some help...well a really good place to go for such counseling/help would be a pastor/church. I hope that you will try to get some help...DRUGS=PROBLEMS!

So if you read my past posts which I just skimmed through not only did I graduate from the ****tiest high school ever I graduated early. Started smoking pot early and never drank. Well I did once in 8th grade got raped and left in a bathtub with water running at a piece of ****s house now I was 14 I believe and he was 18. Dude didnt even take me all the way home. My dumb ass continued talking to him couldnt believe he would do it so I blamed myself for drinking too much. Did it again this time offered me a ride to school. I was going to Streamwood at the time and lived oh 45 minutes on the bus. So dude picks me up and we detour it off to the forest preserve the other direction. I was thinking well ok. So then he parks and proceeds to unzip and you know tells me no suck no ride basicly. I was going to walk home but then oh **** you're not at school. It was actually cold I remember snow. He drives to school and drops me off like a mile away. Then tells me hes not allowed on the school property. Why offer me a ride then asshole. Then later that year I decide that Im going to try some acid. First time you know Im a kid drugs are experiments but busted in school walking out. They call my parents and dont tell them why. I do and holly **** I have to go to Florida by car not even 24 hours after the first time trying this not fun. So then I get to come back to school so I guess that day there was a major drug bust. They find sheets of LSDsquares in his locker. Conveinent thats what my friend and I had. Not sure where she got it and I dont think it was her I dont even think she bought it at school to tell you the truth I didnt ask and I trusted her. There had been **** going around that school that was burning holes in throats and **** (so I had heard) Im not going to be that stupid. So anyways I guess there were like three or for more chicks Sarah, Chrissy, Maralyn and one more actually that were caught with it too but only two of us came back (I believe) it was 10 years ago me and Sarah. She was in home Ec with me I remember her and Maralyn coming back. Anyways this guys name was Ryan Keller and I had never met him or even seen him. I think though his locker was on first floor cause for some reason I remember him in a flannel but I know everyone was oh hes so hot and poor Ryan. Funny thing is I got jumped and beat on EVERY day after during and between school. See I was allowed back and not a friend. So I got expelled for fighting. Funny thing is I had never hit back actually I was pretty good at avoiding it since I didnt want to get expelled. Things got scarey I left school or Id talk **** and leave. Not really a fighter. Anyways Ive been thinking and I think people are always watching and I think they knew it was safest if I wasnt there especially since I never even knew where my **** came from. So that was the last time I touched anything untill like 98. I was dating a guy and we decided well I decided to try coke. He had done it I hadnt it was one night and then like 2 years later I found a bag and we did that two times I ever did that ****. Ok so then lets back up. My first car. 89 mustang sweet. Dad bought it when I was 14 sat in the garage so I could work and pay for gas and insurance. I didnt start driving until April when I was 17. MY dad was all about miles and **** and I said Im not going to take the car and have **** held over my car plus my ex was driving so i t didnt really matter. Got it, got a job and all of a sudden my mom is flipping on me more and more. Following me to my boyfriends and standing in front paging me and ****. Long story short, she told me to "get help" 3 famous phrases of Nancy G. ****ing Platania, "run it under cold water", "you're fine" and "you need help" Whatever I was always working and had money to stay away. So Then I get pregnant. My ex's mom had said that you can only get pregnant 14 days after your period. So we would count but Im very irregular so **** happened. Funny thing is we were really careful **** just happened. I was a sophmore at this time and in Bartlett hell. I didnt have a teachers to trust and my parents set ME up with an appointment at a butcher like clinic. Worst feeling ever no choice no concideration and no boyfriend. Disapeared for oh I dont know as long as he wanted. Do you know what its like to walk into a clinic YOU dont want to be at with protesters knowing you are killing your baby all because your parents say its going to ruin your life. And how about this lets never talk about it and pretend like the memory goes away.
So anyways I had "anger problems" Thats what happens when you have teachers and parents telling you that you're always wrong when they dont even listen to what you are REALLY saying. All opinions aside just listen you know. Be a friend an open ear an open mind nope not in my life.

Lets try this again every time I tell my story computer freezes or I loose everything. Tried posting 2 bulletins on myspace hit done gone! one was 2 hours one was like 4 never got them back saved this one in myspace.

I cant keep going into detail pisses me off just lost a whole ****ing story.

I never took drugs. Did coke and x for a summer in like 01 come to think of it I was out of high school and hell maybe 02. I was a kid thats what they do maybe not you or your ****ing kids but dont judge me because honestly Im the only one of my friends or family members that stopped on their own just by looking and feeling myself and saying nope funs over you kinda look like ****. Done never touched it again. Been around it been offered it and even had urges oh like for a month after I stopped but hell mind over matter bitches.

As for rx drugs funny thing is never took them either. Pain meds never not even novacane at the dentist when I was like 6. I saw that lady in whenever sophmore year then I stopped didnt have time school full time working at officemax full time supporting myself as a teenager. So then lets see my parents yeah beat me with cutting baords, belts wooden spoons oh words my mom was awesome with that. Verbal and mental abuse my whole life my parents my brother oh and my boyfriend. Closed minds, shallow hearts, stupid people and judgmental fools are what ruin my life and you ruined my day