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*Oh my lord, I am so in pain right now. In case you haven't heard, Corey and I got in a car accident going up to CMU last night. We slid on some ice, and then we hit the little section of guard rail (Which saved our lives by help stopping us from going through the ditch and into oncoming traffic), and flew into the ditch.
*On the brightside, the airbags came out, and as soon as we stopped, Corey saw the smoke from the air bags. "Get out of the car! The car is smoking!" In that moment, if I didn't feel like Macgyver trying to kick open that fucking door, I don't know who I was. I tried to open it, but it was halfway wedged, so I had to kick it open. Then it half way fell off the hinges (sorry Corey... :)
*Amazing thing #2: My side of the car was where most of the damage was; there was no paneling left on the doors, the windows imploded, the tires were ripped all to hell, etc. How the hell did I get out with only a small scratch on my neck? Corey had tiny cuts all over her body from the glass... from my windows. The secret? I think it was because of my volumonous hair. I just got my hair died, and it was very thick and full. I think THAT is what shielded me from most of the glass that sprayed into the car.
**I hate pigs**
The fucking cop that was there acted like we were hiding something and shit. So he took our licences and shit, stayed in his warm little car for the entire time while the other cop (who was just as sweet as apple pie on a warm summer day) did all the work.
The horrible part:
The dick cop gave Corey a ticket for driving too fast for the conditions! Thats so Rigoddamndiculous! We weren't even speeding! We were going with the flow of traffic bitch! I swear to god that guy is going to get frisked by me in a non sexy way. With a tazer, a Russian man, and a rotweiller.
*So I went home, shook the glass out of my clothes, took a shower, and cried. For some reason it just all hit me at once. Maybe God's trying to tell me something with the two accidents I've been in (The other was with Chris, if you recall). Or maybe not. Maybe He's just having a little fun. Which is ok with me, as long as no one gets hurt.
*Everyone be careful, I love all of you. Don't take anything for granted, and stay out of ditches.
*Corey, I love you so much! I love you more than anything in the world! We have been through almost everything together. I love you! Here's to our lives! I hope we get to grow old together and still continue ruining people's lives!!
*On the brightside, the airbags came out, and as soon as we stopped, Corey saw the smoke from the air bags. "Get out of the car! The car is smoking!" In that moment, if I didn't feel like Macgyver trying to kick open that fucking door, I don't know who I was. I tried to open it, but it was halfway wedged, so I had to kick it open. Then it half way fell off the hinges (sorry Corey... :)
*Amazing thing #2: My side of the car was where most of the damage was; there was no paneling left on the doors, the windows imploded, the tires were ripped all to hell, etc. How the hell did I get out with only a small scratch on my neck? Corey had tiny cuts all over her body from the glass... from my windows. The secret? I think it was because of my volumonous hair. I just got my hair died, and it was very thick and full. I think THAT is what shielded me from most of the glass that sprayed into the car.
**I hate pigs**
The fucking cop that was there acted like we were hiding something and shit. So he took our licences and shit, stayed in his warm little car for the entire time while the other cop (who was just as sweet as apple pie on a warm summer day) did all the work.
The horrible part:
The dick cop gave Corey a ticket for driving too fast for the conditions! Thats so Rigoddamndiculous! We weren't even speeding! We were going with the flow of traffic bitch! I swear to god that guy is going to get frisked by me in a non sexy way. With a tazer, a Russian man, and a rotweiller.
*So I went home, shook the glass out of my clothes, took a shower, and cried. For some reason it just all hit me at once. Maybe God's trying to tell me something with the two accidents I've been in (The other was with Chris, if you recall). Or maybe not. Maybe He's just having a little fun. Which is ok with me, as long as no one gets hurt.
*Everyone be careful, I love all of you. Don't take anything for granted, and stay out of ditches.
*Corey, I love you so much! I love you more than anything in the world! We have been through almost everything together. I love you! Here's to our lives! I hope we get to grow old together and still continue ruining people's lives!!