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so yesterday, i got in a pretty big car accident. my left shoulder is all fucked up. luckily the xray shows everything being good. but, my ac joint (?, a nerve, adn something else is fucked up, so i am taking all kinds of medication.
so i am sitting at a stoplight on hampton center parkway, where out of nowhere, this huge ass truck with a trailer filled with concrete attached to it slams into me. my entire rear windshield knocked out, my trunk jammed upward, my taillight was complete missing. and basically the back of my car looked like silly putty. it was fuuucked. i was pushed into the intersection and had to pull over on the side of the road before i got hit anymore. so there was glass all over the road where i was initially hit, and then there was glass all of the road where i parked. there is still a shitload of glass sitting on the side of the road.
so i had to drive past it today in my mom's car on the way home from school, and look at the glass. and i almost cried.
when i was at that stoplight, for no reason what-so-ever, i decided to look in my rearview mirror, even though i was stopped. all of a sudden i see a white trucked hallin ass towards me. i saw the look on the guys face as he tried to grab the steering wheel and swerve away from me (which caused him to hit the rear left of my car and thennn push me out of the way and hit the FRONT mirror and side of the van BESIDE me).
i can't stop seeing the white truck coming at me. everytime i look in the rearview mirror, i think of the white truck.
yes, i am okay. everyone involved in the accident was okay. but it was a really bad accident. and if you saw my car, you would think that i was pretty lucky to not be so hurt. i tell you what, the seatbelt fucking saved me. it stopped me right before i went head first in the steering wheel. although all the injuries on my left shoulder are due to my seatbelt jerking, at least i didn't get knocked out. it's a hard thing to deal with, and even harder seeing as i've only had my car since june. laaame. and then after the accident i spent the rest of the day in the ER. and thenn i came home to my dad telling me that when they got my trunk open, he found my receipt for my tattoo. so looong fucking day yesterday.
Then i woke up this morning feeling like i hit a brick wall. :-\
so i am sitting at a stoplight on hampton center parkway, where out of nowhere, this huge ass truck with a trailer filled with concrete attached to it slams into me. my entire rear windshield knocked out, my trunk jammed upward, my taillight was complete missing. and basically the back of my car looked like silly putty. it was fuuucked. i was pushed into the intersection and had to pull over on the side of the road before i got hit anymore. so there was glass all over the road where i was initially hit, and then there was glass all of the road where i parked. there is still a shitload of glass sitting on the side of the road.
so i had to drive past it today in my mom's car on the way home from school, and look at the glass. and i almost cried.
when i was at that stoplight, for no reason what-so-ever, i decided to look in my rearview mirror, even though i was stopped. all of a sudden i see a white trucked hallin ass towards me. i saw the look on the guys face as he tried to grab the steering wheel and swerve away from me (which caused him to hit the rear left of my car and thennn push me out of the way and hit the FRONT mirror and side of the van BESIDE me).
i can't stop seeing the white truck coming at me. everytime i look in the rearview mirror, i think of the white truck.
yes, i am okay. everyone involved in the accident was okay. but it was a really bad accident. and if you saw my car, you would think that i was pretty lucky to not be so hurt. i tell you what, the seatbelt fucking saved me. it stopped me right before i went head first in the steering wheel. although all the injuries on my left shoulder are due to my seatbelt jerking, at least i didn't get knocked out. it's a hard thing to deal with, and even harder seeing as i've only had my car since june. laaame. and then after the accident i spent the rest of the day in the ER. and thenn i came home to my dad telling me that when they got my trunk open, he found my receipt for my tattoo. so looong fucking day yesterday.
Then i woke up this morning feeling like i hit a brick wall. :-\