Nov 19, 2006 17:33
At the behest of Chantelle I'm posting something in this. So the past few weeks have been, well, horrendous. I've been depressed as hell from various small problems and realizations. I also have no idea what to do with my life now that I'm in college. I'm definitely failing one class. I will also most likely fail another two classes. I have no idea how I'm doing in another. Finally, the only class where I'm actually doing well is the class that's worth the least: Evolution of Jazz. I've tried lots of things to relieve my stress lately. I learned a long time ago that drinking wasn't the answer. On Friday I tried one of the few things I thought I'd never do, cigarettes. But yeah, that's not the answer either. At any rate, here's what happened yesterday: So I was with Ricci on our way to watch Happy Feet. I had taken one ave from 8th street to Miller until I hit the golf course. I took a left to go around it, when Ricci tells me I took a wrong turn and that I should have gone right. It was nighttime and, not knowing when the next opportunity for a turn was, I decided to cut through the grass. Apparently, the spot I chose was too steep for my car. I drive a 2006 Dodge Charger for anyone who doesn't know. So I take the left and see the grass suddenly drop out. It was at this point I realized that maybe this wasn't the best idea. I started to hit the brakes, but it was too late. I got stuck up on the hill and my tires just kicked up dirt. We ended up calling a tow truck and taking it to my friend's house which was about a mile away. Thanks to all of you who showed up to help me out though, you guys kick ass. So what did I get out of this? More stress, a damn funny story, and I've furthered my debt by $130. That has to be the peak of the shit that's been happening to me lately. Things definitely have to start getting better. So say the laws of the universe dammit!
EDIT:
It was later discovered that I was, in fact, going the correct direction before the U-turn.