Woke up this morning and noticed my door was a little lower than usual when opening it. When I got inside, my car seemed different. I stepped outside again because I knew the tires were flat.. and they were. I thought my crazy fast u-turn from the night before could have been the cause, then my friend told me to check if there are any knife marks.. and there were. I guess someone doesn't like me, or maybe it was just a random punk in my neighbourhood who wanted to be badass. Regardless, I had to cab it to work. And now I have to go through the hassle of getting two tires replaced. :/

I guess this is life.