Cars...

Jan 20, 2008 - 12:02 PM PST
On TV, testimonials, from friends, whatever...People always say that their lives race through their minds during a car crash and that they come out of the experience (sometimes) understanding better themselves and their lives.

I was turning during an intersection, and I was hit by an SUV (and my little car had absolutely nothing it could do...which is why I've always wanted a truck. At the risk of sounding over competitive and careless, I'd want to win in the event of a car crash....haha?). I started driving pretty late, so I'd only have about 4 months of experience...and I'd never been involved in anything remotely resembling an accident. (If I'm sitting on a two ton bomb, I want to make sure it doesn't go off...and that's my excuse for taking an entire month to work up the courage to leave my neighborhood and venture into the actual streets ) The car hit me with enough force that (due to my momentum...oo physics is coming in handy) I hit another car...which hit another car. Needless to say, it was a big accident and my car was totaled. There's no point in even repairing it. :[ My first car - gone.

Getting back to the point (I can really diverge after I've had a bowl of sugary sweet lucky charms), all I felt was pain and confusing...I didn't even realize it was real. It was a surreal dream and everything I saw was blurry. I'm not one to cry often, but wow...I just completely broke down. I had no idea what in the hell I was going to do, what happened, and what really worried me was that someone was hurt....So, I talked to two of the people, who were fine.

The woman who actually hit me, however...refused to talk to me. It completely broke my heart at the time. I felt responsible (even though she was the one who nearly murdered me and decided to run a red light)....As you can tell, I'm past the sad stage, past the confusion, and am fully dilated in a world of anger and cynicism.

I'm not quite sure why I keep using pregnancy terms in my speech nowadays...I'm sure it's just a phase. It might have something to do with the four days I spent in the hospital only watching Scrubs, but who knows..

Again...the sugary cereal has caused a diversion. Oh, I completely forgot what the point of this was...Umm...

Don't do drugs. Stay in school. Don't have sex or you will get Chlamydia (and you will die.)

Good day.

Edit: I'm past the angry stage that leads into nonsensical advice (look up to the STD) and unusual ranting that resembles the raging hormones of gestation (note: not yet over pregnancy references).
Oh, and I'm reading Stephen Colbert's I Am America (And So Can You), and I must say that he is not helping out with the pregnancy references when he declares that he is going to impregnate my mind with knowledge.

[And, yes, I still am nonsensical...at least the day is almost over]

Cars...


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Jan 22, 2008 - 10:38 AM

Cassie on
I am so sorry about the accident... your blog, however, highly entertaining, pregnancy terms, references and all... I hope all is okay.