I feel like I've been trapped in a worm hole. And someone is trying to exterminate me.
Friday started off shitty. My car started shaking on the way to work and wouldn't accelerate so I pulled over and called my friend Perry to take me to/from work. Left work, went downtown for a friend's birthday and another friend's show. Didn't drink as much as I should have. My two girlfriends and I are on our way home, and not even a mile from my house we get nailed by a drunk driver. I don't really remember it, otherwise I'd probably say it was terrifying. All I remember is us all singing blind melon and I was sitting with my knees up on the dash sidekicking and BAM. Motherfucker was driving in the opposite direction and at about 80-90 mph jumped over the median and nailed us. If I wasn't wearing my seatbelt, I'd have been fucked. And good thing I had my legs and arms up otherwise my face would have been fucked by the stupid airbag. We landed in a ditch and we look up and our car was on fire. We got out and people from the apartment complex in front of us came out with a fire extinguisher. None of us got really hurt, praise Allah. My knees are just swollen and bruised, I have airbag burns and bruises on my arms and my chest got hurt. Around my ribs and armpits are bruised and my poor little boobies got burned.
It wasn't the best Friday night. I felt like hell all day Saturday, every part on my body was sore and I didn't feel like getting out of bed.
Sunday I ventured out and decided to go to a show at Back Booth and on my way there I rear ended someone. SO COOL. Thankfully, the guy was really awesome and I really only had tapped him, so we shook hands and I continued on my way downtown. It really is just my luck. I got my car back from getting fixed (a spark plug had burned out) and I hit someone. 2 car accidents in one weekend is kind of a record.
Anyway, I've gotten a lot of sleep in the past 4 days and it makes me really happy. Among other things. I feel like I need to go out and rage.
Friday started off shitty. My car started shaking on the way to work and wouldn't accelerate so I pulled over and called my friend Perry to take me to/from work. Left work, went downtown for a friend's birthday and another friend's show. Didn't drink as much as I should have. My two girlfriends and I are on our way home, and not even a mile from my house we get nailed by a drunk driver. I don't really remember it, otherwise I'd probably say it was terrifying. All I remember is us all singing blind melon and I was sitting with my knees up on the dash sidekicking and BAM. Motherfucker was driving in the opposite direction and at about 80-90 mph jumped over the median and nailed us. If I wasn't wearing my seatbelt, I'd have been fucked. And good thing I had my legs and arms up otherwise my face would have been fucked by the stupid airbag. We landed in a ditch and we look up and our car was on fire. We got out and people from the apartment complex in front of us came out with a fire extinguisher. None of us got really hurt, praise Allah. My knees are just swollen and bruised, I have airbag burns and bruises on my arms and my chest got hurt. Around my ribs and armpits are bruised and my poor little boobies got burned.
It wasn't the best Friday night. I felt like hell all day Saturday, every part on my body was sore and I didn't feel like getting out of bed.
Sunday I ventured out and decided to go to a show at Back Booth and on my way there I rear ended someone. SO COOL. Thankfully, the guy was really awesome and I really only had tapped him, so we shook hands and I continued on my way downtown. It really is just my luck. I got my car back from getting fixed (a spark plug had burned out) and I hit someone. 2 car accidents in one weekend is kind of a record.
Anyway, I've gotten a lot of sleep in the past 4 days and it makes me really happy. Among other things. I feel like I need to go out and rage.
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Also, I had a whole bag of black licorice today.