My Lovely Flat Tire

I leave my place to take Ki Sun to work and to do some shopping, and long behold, I have a flat tire. I drive Ki Sun's "boat" of a car for the first time to get him to work so we can take one car home. He works a 2-11 while I work a 6-11. I get the changing started by removing the hubcap with my cheap tools, but the screws that hold the tires on are on too tight for me to unscrew with the crappy wrench that I have. I start questioning what I've already done about three times with my previous car (the crappy car known as a 94 Ford Escort), and I call my mother asking her if I'm missing some step. She then advises me to call AAA to change the tire. Ace towing gets there 20 minutes after I call and unscrewed the screws that I was having a problem with using a bottle wrench shaped like an "X". I don't know if I could have done the same thing, because I flatter myself by thinking that I'm stronger than some people, but I'm sure it would have made the job a little more easier for me to take care of.

My Venting Session:

I hate this sexist stereotype that society has placed on women. I am constantly looked at as someone who would have a hard time lifting something that is only 25 pounds just because of my un-muscular appearance. I am constantly trying to prove my intelligence and life experience to un-important people who think I am only 17. It's exhausting. They are not worth my time or efforts. I feel that my maturity has exceeded my age on more than one occasion, especially if I compare age to how people portray themselves around here. I wish these people would just give me the benefit of the doubt so that I can prove their judgements wrong. Okay enough of my venting. I'm done for the day.