I just cried the hardest that i've cried in a long time. All because of a jeep. (yah i know what a stupid thing to cry about but it just happened that way) My brother pat asked for the car first, but never got back with my dad about plans with it. So my dad decided just to give it to me, so that ryan and i could go up hiking somewhere. Anyways pat calls and wants it back and i put up a fight because if we were to take our cars it would be like any other day. Well 20 minutes of talking to my dad and fighting with pat ryan decides that it's not worth it and leaves. I take things all personally and gave up. Now ryan's gone and i'm really VERY sad.