Dear Diary,
So, here's the deal: about the end of August, someone broke into my piece of **** car (a Sunfire for Christ's sake) and stole my piece of **** stereo (along with my nice jacket and a bottle of cologne

). After a month and a half of f***ing around with my insurance company, it was all paid for and ready to go. Ok, cool. So I go down to the shop to pick up my car.
It wouldn't start.
Okay, now, being the level-headed guy that I am, I asked them: "Why won't my car start?" to which they had no good answer. They then decided to hang onto my car for another week, during which time I had to shell out $350 to fix my ignition, because it wasn't covered by my insurance.
Alright, all of the above, I can deal with.
So, today, 3 days after I got my car back, some chick backs her Jeep into and ON TOP OF the front end of my car. It's totalled. Great. Just while I'm on my way to pick up the other DJ I'm supposed to be doing a bar show with.
So my boss fires me. Out of the blue. Because he was planning on getting drunk tonight, and I just so
HAPPENED to inconvenience him by getting my car TOTALLED.
I hate this. I hate all this ****. I'm in the middle of midterms, my car (which I JUST GOT BACK) has been totalled. I was fired from a kickass job at which I was allowed to listen to great music, encourage everyone in the bar to have fun, get drunk, and get paid at the same time. My parents don't believe that the accident wasn't my fault and are considering cutting me off. My dealer down the hall has decided he doesn't want to sell me weed anymore because it's "too heat score selling in the building".
I have no motivation to do ANYTHING, not even to go to class. I have no energy, and I can't quit smoking. I also can't get a date to save my life because I look like I'm about 14. This is quite possibly the lowest point I can recall being at in the previous ten years. I don't know what to do, and I don't know what purpose it'll serve actually DOING anything, because it seems no matter what I do something worse will happen.
I apologize to all of you who have to read this thinking "Oh great, someone ELSE b_tching." I'm not asking for support or anything, I'm just using the "Dear Diary" thread for its purpose: to vent.
Here's hoping life won't continue to suck!
Ciao.
-Derek