a little thing called perspective.

caution: this is a venting post. and a sleepless nights post. good luck. 

less than five minutes ago i typed,
"i just had the worst night ever."
and prepared to text it to a friend. for some reason i sat there and stared at it and thought about it way too much. after all of this random consideration that went into a one line text, i rephrased it to,
"i just had the worst night."
"ever" made too much of a difference. "ever" made me think about that night a little more than fifteen months ago that truly was the worst night ever. anytime you lose a loved one, an adored one, a hero, a friend, an example, a mentor, a grandpa unexpectedly it deserves to be "ever."

but back to tonight. tonight i experienced university towing at its finest. i went to bryn's to save a couple dollars on laundry, and found myself wondering where i was going to find $175. i got towed. my personal opinion is obviously extremely biased but i was pissed. let's be real. i wasn't in anyone else's spot. i was in visitor parking. no where did it say at midnight they tow. hello.. sleepovers? also, really. $175? 94% of the people they tow are students. i think that's one of the most inconsiderate, nasty, lowest, greedy businesses in provo. trust me, i wanted to leave this in their online comment box but apparently they are screened or something.

so. my car is currently in car jail with the greedy car jail guards. it was a sad moment to see that empty parking spot. i tried to keep it together for as long as i could, but i'll be honest- i cried. i cried when i found out how much it is, knew i didn't have enough, knew i don't get paid for over a week, knew my parents were asleep, knew i could live on that for a month.

$175-
to earn this it will take me roughly 16 tutoring sessions. i tutor nine sessions a week, so roughly two weeks pay will be blown by this disguisting company.
i could easily buy a new pair of shoes that are more winter appropriate, as well as a jacket and a pair of jeans with that money.
if i was lucky, that could be a plane ticket home for christmas.
that money would almost buy you the new iphone.
that money would get me into the best haunted houses around, all of them.
i could buy around 170 meals off wendy's dollar menu with that money. that's a lot of chicken sandwiches. 

so, now that i've dwelled on the materialistic things, back to perspective.
tonight sucked. i cried. i dwelled, i couldn't sleep because of it.
but.. money is earned and wasted every day. i will be sick for a while with how much money that is. BUT it wasn't the worst night ever. i've had worse, and i'm sure worse will come.
i'm sure this is one of those "learning experiences", but to be honest i would much rather be bitter towards university parking towing or whoever. they're brats. they're bullies. they are the big guys taking the little guys' money. they're the fourth grader, i'm the first grader. and i'm pissed.
but. this will pass. i'll get over it. i'll move on. i'll forget about it.
this worst night will be replaced with great nights and it will all be ok.
right?
have a happy week. my fingers are crossed.