dazed and confused
I haven't written in this thing in a while but I'm in desperate need of somewhere to vent, and i think this is the best place....
lets start with today....
i got in a car accident - i was coming home from Halifax across the bridge.. traffic was heavy and i stopped cause the cars in front of me where... the idiot behind me failed to notice the ginormous line of traffic stopped and ran into the back of me..... i couldn't get out of the car to check the damage so i waited until i got off the bridge assuming he was going to follow me... i parked and waited for the idiot and he never followed me... i don't think my car is seriously busted, but it still makes me mad, and now my neck hurts.... and i cant even report it because I don't know his licence plate number or what kind of truck it was.....
apart from that, I have no idea what to do with kenny... i've gone on two dates with the guy and come to decide he's a crazy 22 year old quebecquois. he's nice and everything and he likes hockey, i'm just wondering about him, considering how we met and everything...
apart from kenny and the car i also did something very unlike myself.. and i'm second guessing my self and what to do to fix it.
any ways i hope my life becomes less confusing
i'll write soon
ps. i hate patrick roy
lets start with today....
i got in a car accident - i was coming home from Halifax across the bridge.. traffic was heavy and i stopped cause the cars in front of me where... the idiot behind me failed to notice the ginormous line of traffic stopped and ran into the back of me..... i couldn't get out of the car to check the damage so i waited until i got off the bridge assuming he was going to follow me... i parked and waited for the idiot and he never followed me... i don't think my car is seriously busted, but it still makes me mad, and now my neck hurts.... and i cant even report it because I don't know his licence plate number or what kind of truck it was.....
apart from that, I have no idea what to do with kenny... i've gone on two dates with the guy and come to decide he's a crazy 22 year old quebecquois. he's nice and everything and he likes hockey, i'm just wondering about him, considering how we met and everything...
apart from kenny and the car i also did something very unlike myself.. and i'm second guessing my self and what to do to fix it.
any ways i hope my life becomes less confusing
i'll write soon
ps. i hate patrick roy