Well, I’ve found the source of my tummy aches…..stress. How do I know this? Well, today I took my car in to have the brakes and the steering looked at, found out that it wasn’t just the brakes, it was also the fact that my suspension system was about to snap into 4 pieces from the accident last year (I have CV joints instead of a single axle). All was fine till I made the mistake of calling my Da to let him know how much it was going to cost. At which point, he decides to talk the ear off the mechanic telling him to not put on new rotors (even though they really need replaced) and instead change the brake pads and the suspension system. Now, that’s not so bad, with the exception that he decided to change all this after the mechanic actually working on my car had already replaced the rotors and was getting ready to put on my last wheel. Thankfully, the mechanic charging me realized I knew my Da was an asshole and was seriously apologetic over the whole thing and didn’t charge me for that 1.5 hour’s worth of work. So, instead of being somewhere above $500 for a piece of shit like I have, it was a couple dollars under that. Thank the Gods for parents, if it weren’t for them, we’d never know what it’s like to be humiliated by a family member. Of course, that’s the last car decision my Da ever makes for me. I’ve put up with enough of his “you’re getting cheated” bullshit that it’s not going to happen again. I don’t care if my Mum is supporting me right now, she would have agreed with me.