I feel like a cross between Pretty Woman (I just wanna buy a dress, I have money!) and Veruca Salt in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factor when she's singing "I Want it Now" in the gold egg room.
I know what kind of car I want, and I feel like a spoiled little child because I don't want somethign else. I really, really, really want an HHR. Is this too much to ask for? Apparently, because they can't seem to find one. (other than ugly "looks like an ambulance or a hearse" white, silver or gold ones - ewwww!)
I know I sound like a child, but can't help it. It happens sometimes. I guess I'll get over it. LoL