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Have to get a buzzcut, got my phone taken away, have to do summer school, and no riding until the new school year starts. Why? I got a C...I think my parents may be Asians
 
(im not jewish but heres a fucked up FML)-
today i found out im jewish...but the other day i got dared to run into the jewish church down by my house and scream "jews can burn in hell" ...i did it...FML
 

devinthedew2

Steel Member
In 6th grade I was climbing in the celling of my school with a couple of friends and i went further then anybody else. Then all of a sudden my foot slipped fell threw weak school ceilings in front off my whole class out side the bathroom! And i cut a huge gap in my hand FML! At least i didn't go to alternative school though.
 

R-Dubya

Steel Member
Okay. Here's how yesterday went for me. Woke up at 4:30 am so I wouldn't miss my algebra final. Got to school, and realized my piece of shit car overheated on the 5-10 minute drive there. Whatever. Got into school and my 10 PAGE LONG algebra final gets handed to me. I'm a fast test taker, I was one of the first ones done and it still took me 2 1/2 hours to finish. Get back home and my dad and I decide to replace all the belts on the car to see if we can fix this terrible squeak that was getting worse over time. Get all the belts on (keep in mind this is a GM car, so of course it wasn't easy) and start it up, it's perfectly silent...for about five minutes. Then is starts squeaking slightly and we facepalm. Then, five minutes later, it's squeaking louder than ever, so loud you can't even drive the damn thing because it's just so horrible. So my dad goes to get some parts, and on the way back home some bitch ass old lady peels out in front of him, making him lock up the brakes, which blew out his entire rear brake system, including the line that runs all the way back through the frame. After calling a couple of my friends who work on cars and fucking with them both for the entire day, nothing. The Buick (my car) is fucked completely, and my dad's truck needs 400 dollars of work, which I'm paying for with my own personal money I got from selling my dirt bike a few days ago. Now I gotta rush around and use the rest of my money to get my Jetta back on our insurance plan so I at least have a car to use...which I wasn't supposed to have to worry about til AFTER my engine swap was done. Now that might not ever get done, I'm fucking broke.

Oh and on top of that my girlfriend is PMSing right now, she's an irritable mess and she's usually the only person that can help me out...
 
Okay. Here's how yesterday went for me. Woke up at 4:30 am so I wouldn't miss my algebra final. Got to school, and realized my piece of shit car overheated on the 5-10 minute drive there. Whatever. Got into school and my 10 PAGE LONG algebra final gets handed to me. I'm a fast test taker, I was one of the first ones done and it still took me 2 1/2 hours to finish. Get back home and my dad and I decide to replace all the belts on the car to see if we can fix this terrible squeak that was getting worse over time. Get all the belts on (keep in mind this is a GM car, so of course it wasn't easy) and start it up, it's perfectly silent...for about five minutes. Then is starts squeaking slightly and we facepalm. Then, five minutes later, it's squeaking louder than ever, so loud you can't even drive the damn thing because it's just so horrible. So my dad goes to get some parts, and on the way back home some bitch ass old lady peels out in front of him, making him lock up the brakes, which blew out his entire rear brake system, including the line that runs all the way back through the frame. After calling a couple of my friends who work on cars and fucking with them both for the entire day, nothing. The Buick (my car) is fucked completely, and my dad's truck needs 400 dollars of work, which I'm paying for with my own personal money I got from selling my dirt bike a few days ago. Now I gotta rush around and use the rest of my money to get my Jetta back on our insurance plan so I at least have a car to use...which I wasn't supposed to have to worry about til AFTER my engine swap was done. Now that might not ever get done, I'm fucking broke.

Oh and on top of that my girlfriend is PMSing right now, she's an irritable mess and she's usually the only person that can help me out...

that sucks
 
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