my car is getting towed away on monday. the appointment is set and yet im still hoping that maybe, just maybe my mom will all of the sudden decide to cancel the appointment and send my car off to be stored at the farm for a few years until i can afford to restore it. well im much too hopeful and my mom is much too unthoughtful. i just cross my fingers that when i come home from school on tuesday that the apple of my eye will still be peacefully sitting in my driveway. i dont want anyone else to have it. i dont want it to become an organ doner. i want it in my driveway forever. its mine. that car took me to my first dance. it took me to countless happy theatre parties. it brought me to school on my last day and then later took me to graduation. its what made me love cars. its the first thing i ever really owned and i was so proud of it. i didnt care if it farted or that it was rusty and old. people made fun of it but that was ok. its been like a good friend and now ill never see it again. i hope i do but not on the back of a tow truck. that will make me freak out. i hope it goes off somewhere with the hansmobile.