worst weekend ever
so, i'm fine, and my friend is fine, but she crashed my car friday night. pretty retarded all around. we were on our way to the scarborough fire dept. to meet my other friend's new beau. it had been raining for a few days, so the ground was totally saturated. a possum scurried across the road, and hannah swerved and then overcorrected. we spun around, and the back of my car ended up slamming into a telephone pole. we are incredibly fortunate. i'm aware of that but i'm still too pissed off to really be grateful. i'm such a fucking moron. she's getting her license, so i was just being nice letting her drive. she was very overconfident about her driving abilities and going too fast given the fog and rain. i actually saw the possum before she did. i think that i need to be much more discerning about who i allow to go from acquaintance to friend. shame on you if you fool me once, world, shame on me if you fool me twice. so my new attitude is fuck the world. real friends, people who give a genuine shit about me, we're cool. the people here, though, can go fuck themselves. i want to go home