I'm happy to be alive.
So Saturday night after my play 'my boy' was going to take me to BagBee hotsprings to have a soak in their tree-tubs. Ya it was going to be so cool. But around 12:30am after an hour of being lost, our car slide of the road and would have continued down the mountain if we didn't hit the tree. It was scarry and weired. I've never been in an acident befor. The worst part was that because we were so high up on the mountain tip we had to walk back down the mountain to find campers to help us because we had no phone sevice. We found "Camper Ken" and he took us to the GED station in Esticata where we waited three hours for a towe-truck, who drove us back down the mountain with our car. I finaly got to my house at 4pm the next day. It was crazy. Ya I'm not hurt and niether is 'my boy', he was a bit freaked out for a while but I think we both were. I happy to be alive. Bye all.