It’s my boyfriend’s university graduation in two hours and I’m going to be late. This is one of the biggest days of his life and I might miss it because my car broke down. I called him crying just five minutes ago when it happened, and he seemed really disappointed. Of course, he knows that it’s not my fault but he wants me there and I want to be there.
I promised that as soon as I got off the phone with him I would call the local mechanic. Midvale is an averaged sized suburb and so it’s not going to be too hard for the mechanic to get to me. The mechanic told me to sit tight and that he would be there as soon as he could.
Okay, so that mechanic just came and went. It took an hour all up for him to arrive, work out what was wrong with my car and repair it. He had to perform an LPG auto service because of what happened to my car. He explained what was wrong, but honestly, it went over my head because I was so frantic and eager to get to my boyfriend.
I’m now officially back on the road. I’m not sure if I’m going to make it in time for the pre-graduation photos, which is disappointing. I will make it in time for the actual ceremony though. I’m so looking forward to watching him cross the stage and receive the recognition that he deserves. He’s worked hard for the last five years and he deserves this moment.
I’m so relieved that I’m going to be able to be there. Thank goodness for the mechanic who worked so hard to get my car back up and running in time. I literally wouldn’t even have had a chance to make it in time if it wasn’t for him.
I’m going into the ceremony now! Bye.