Listening to: Ballyhoo!, Linkin Park
Reading: Ancient Nintendo Power Magazines (.pdf format)
Watching: The colors flash on my TV screen
Playing: Nintendo Entertainment System
Eating: Anything that tastes good.
Drinking: Any soda I can get my hands on- and some Peach Tea
So it's official. I move from Manvel, Texas to Bryson City, North Carolina on June 26. At least, that's the earliest we'll leave.
No addresses. This is the Internet. (Then again, if someone REALLY wanted to find me, they'd find me anyway.)
As it stands, I will be driving my own vehicle on the 800+ mile, 2 day trip. I've been told that if I can drive from here to The Woodlands, TX on my own, then I should be okay. I've sat on trips comparable in time and survived just fine, but I haven't driven that long in one sitting. I won't be alone; I'll be trailing my Mother and I'll most likely have a passenger- a younger sibling, so I won't fall asleep at the wheel or something.
This can change if the little leak my car has decided to get leads to something worse- specifically transmission problems. I needed to get the thing serviced, anyway, so hopes are high that the leak is something minor and something that can be fixed via servicing. I drive a '98 Isuzu Rodeo, by the way, which means it has a real funky transmission. Basically no way your everyday backyard mechanic can service it or change the fluid without special tools. According to the shop I've been sent to, the cost is reasonable- no more than 130 dollars (if they flush the fluid)- but if it turns into something worse, I may be up a shit-creek sans paddle. I only have roughly 2000 dollars saved up, and I'd prefer to keep from spending ungodly amounts on a new transmission for the car I've got- but I'd rather get it settled here in TX instead of going up to NC without a car (or worse, having the damn thing go kaput midway through our trip). Honestly, I'm not even sure what the leak is, but my Dad (who is very auto-savvy) says he thinks it's transmission. It's a small leak- only a few drops in a day- but enough to make a tiny puddle. Enough to be noticed. I haven't noticed any strange sounds, sensations, or smells (aside from the usual), so *shrug*.
I still need to get the brakes looked at, though. I'm not afraid of spending to fix those. Tires are debatable- I could certainly use them, but by no means do I outright NEED them. I've got a bit of tread left, but they're old tires. Just fine for 'Point A to Point B' type situations, but I don't want a blowout mid-journey.
I suppose I'm overthinking or perhaps worrying a bit, but I can't help it; I'm anxious.
I want to move up there; I love it up there. The only reason I'm here (and why I'll come back) is my Dad's whole family lives down here. My Mom's family is scattered, though- but most live in the NC area.
My Mom wants me up there, for my 15 year old brother's sake. Will not comment any further on this matter.
I've got plans laid to get a job with a robotics company called ConMet (unsure of spelling and too lazy to check). Stories are promising and from always reliable sources. I should be a shoe-in, as they are desparate for employees who can show up to work and pass drug tests. Also I'd be getting paid about 12 to 14 dollars an hour- almost twice as much as what I'm making here at Wal-Mart. But, if this doesn't pan out, I can always take 2 years of cashiering and put it to use somewhere.
School is another story. No sense in wasting time and money going to school for no reason. Need to buckle down and decide what I want to major in. But there's a plan for that, too. Community College a bike's ride away from home, and Western Carolina University for anything higher.
Have to go.