dereksbicycles
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When I was a kid, my Dad had a red 1977 Impala wagon. I was sad when he sold it back in 1984 or 1985. TO make a long story short, I got a red 1977 Caprice Wagon 3 years ago. I had some fun with it, but as with any old cars, they have issues. I did enjoy driving it back in 2000, but it spent more time broke than running. I know that I had to sell it if I want to move forward in my life. So, I sold the Caprice wagon last week.
I just hate that I went to college for Deafness Rehabiliation Counseling at Northern Illinois University. I got a bachelor degree. It's not helping me a lot. I don't want to give much counseling. I am the one that needs counseling. I kind of wish that I went to school for car mechanic or something like that. Then I would have more knowledge and not have to spend so much money to keep car running. So the red wagon goes because I'm tired of spending $$ on getting it fixed.
It's so late now. At 34, I want to eventually marry my girlfriend and have a family. I don't really have time to learn to fix cars. I wasted my college life on stupid counseling crap.
I've an appointment to see my therapist tomorrow. She is HOH and knows ASL quite well so I can talk to her. HOwever, I'm also tired of spending money on therapists. I wish it wouldn't cost me so much to talk to someone.
I just hate life. Sometimes, I don't care any more. Maybe if I went to college for auto mechanic, then I would have fun driving around in a reliable red wagon. No one is going to care about a guy who has an useless counseling degree who is still sad about selling red 1977 Caprice wagon.
I may just cancel my appointment for tomorrow. Yes, I have a great girlfriend who is spending a lot of $$ to take ASL class just for the sole reason of talking to me.
I just wish I knew how to fix cars and enjoy a classic for a change without worrying about it breaking down on me. Girlfriend or no, I regret having to sell my red wagon.
THis is not my wagon, but picture below is what a 1977 Impala/Caprice wagon looks like.
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I just hate that I went to college for Deafness Rehabiliation Counseling at Northern Illinois University. I got a bachelor degree. It's not helping me a lot. I don't want to give much counseling. I am the one that needs counseling. I kind of wish that I went to school for car mechanic or something like that. Then I would have more knowledge and not have to spend so much money to keep car running. So the red wagon goes because I'm tired of spending $$ on getting it fixed.
It's so late now. At 34, I want to eventually marry my girlfriend and have a family. I don't really have time to learn to fix cars. I wasted my college life on stupid counseling crap.
I've an appointment to see my therapist tomorrow. She is HOH and knows ASL quite well so I can talk to her. HOwever, I'm also tired of spending money on therapists. I wish it wouldn't cost me so much to talk to someone.
I just hate life. Sometimes, I don't care any more. Maybe if I went to college for auto mechanic, then I would have fun driving around in a reliable red wagon. No one is going to care about a guy who has an useless counseling degree who is still sad about selling red 1977 Caprice wagon.
I may just cancel my appointment for tomorrow. Yes, I have a great girlfriend who is spending a lot of $$ to take ASL class just for the sole reason of talking to me.
I just wish I knew how to fix cars and enjoy a classic for a change without worrying about it breaking down on me. Girlfriend or no, I regret having to sell my red wagon.
THis is not my wagon, but picture below is what a 1977 Impala/Caprice wagon looks like.
Pictures 001