the times of kryptoniteglows

Yea, I’m not dead, just busy.
Oh so many things to keep me busy these days. Today I made a bunch of calls and I saved a bunch of money on car insurance by switching to Geico from Geico! You read write, Geico to Geico… I was listed as a secondary driver on my parent’s policy for me Neon, so I got a quote because they pushed me into it for me to have my own individual policy was cheaper than being on my parents policy! WTF right? I suppose it was because I could finally use my defensive driving discount along with my NSCS affiliation which didn’t deduct anything while under my parents because it was their policy. They should take a look at who pays them… Freaking ridiculous every time I call about my policy, they are like your parents your parents! Ugh… My parents don’t speak English, you let me open this account without them, but all these problems when I try to do anything.

Judging from my flaming of them towards the end, I’m a bit less than satisfied with them. Though I did sign up for the policy, they couldn’t remove me off of my parent’s policy. Good one Geico! Anyhow, still feeling less than thrilled even with saving $200 a year, I call up my other insurance company. The one that insures my house and get some quotes as well. To my surprise they beat Geico at all levels! Thank you group discount from work and they actually let me apply my defensive driving discount on to the policy along with mutli policy/car discount! Discounts upon discounts! So I less than 24 hours later I cancel the policy I started with Geico, they eat $5 of my money because of it.

Tomorrow the oil guy is suppose to come between 8-12 and he wants cash for his oil :(. I don’t gots me $209 cash, so I might have to go with the credit card option and pay the stupid surcharge. Tomorrow I need to move my shizzle from Wilmington to Newark or at least pack some of my shizzle. I have virtually taken up 2 rooms outside of my bedroom for stuff. Like right now I can hardly walk through either living room of mine here without walking over a box or other stuff. Plus my parents have had enough of my stuff taking up space, so I gotta move it.

And final note, I’m going to fail some classes. With an s, but I don’t care anymore. Just as long as this stuff is over I’m happy.