When it rains, it pours...
Ok, so I'm not doing so well... I just keep getting stuck with shite...
Well, first of all, my feet hurt WICKED bad. each one has an infected ingrown toenail on the big toe, and the slightest touch, even by a gossamer sheet, hurts. When I say hurts, I mean it KILLS. Putting on my shoes hurts. Wearing blankets hurts. Walking hurts... hitting things KILLS... oi.
My family on my dad's side is kinda messed up... which stresses my parents out a bit... which isn't a good thing. I'm not going to go into detail with that, cause... well, it's none of your business! =P
A week or so ago, my mom hit some stupid spanish lady. They're both fine, and my mom's car isn't that bad, but it's still money... and it'll still raise her car insurance... and that's no good.
Well... today... fucking today. Ugh. Ok, so I'm heading off to work at the Depot... a little late, but that's not the point. Ok, so I'm heading down the back road, going about 40 or so, which I'm pretty sure is only 5 over the speed limit. Well, there's this white car with a blinker on, so I slow down a little bit, but keep going, cause the car doesn't move. Well, apperently she was deciding whether or not she had enough time to go, and she decided WAY too late... when I was about fifteen or twenty feet away. SCREECH... BOOM... FUCK! >_< Yeah, I slammed on my breaks and tried to turn to avoid her, but there wasn't anything I could do..... so yeah. My first accident since getting my liscence. (I got into one before I even got the liscence... whatever) Anyways, the front right of my car's in pretty bad shape. The axel's probably messed up a bit... and her car looks like shit. I hit her back passenger side tire... and it's bent like a mofo... neither of us were hurt or anything, but my insurance company has a $500 deductable that I have to pay... and my insurance is going to go up. Not to mention my awesome new car isn't so awesome any more... and that's WICKED freakin' depressing. I was so excited to finally have a car that wasn't a couple hundred bucks... and wasn't falling apart... and it fell apart. UGH. So, I have no car right now, it's at a collision center, so I have to get friggen' rides everywhere AGAIN... this fucking SUCKS.
So, anyways, I'm at work, and I call my mom to tell her I'm going to stay for an extra half an hour... and she says that my dad's in the ER cause he broke a bone in his hand or something like that... which I think he's more or less fine, but that call made me even more depressed.
Ok, then you have to factor in that the Home Depot is extremely horrible and somewhat depressing... and my brother, Tim is an arrogant cocky piece of crap that pisses me off every friggen' day, and that thinks he's the shit... UGH some days I just wanna rip his throat out... which I almost did today... but anyways... whatever.
Honestly, I don't know what the hell I'd do if I didn't have my darling Cassandra. She's the only thing that keeps me from going insane... I love you, Cassandra.
Well, first of all, my feet hurt WICKED bad. each one has an infected ingrown toenail on the big toe, and the slightest touch, even by a gossamer sheet, hurts. When I say hurts, I mean it KILLS. Putting on my shoes hurts. Wearing blankets hurts. Walking hurts... hitting things KILLS... oi.
My family on my dad's side is kinda messed up... which stresses my parents out a bit... which isn't a good thing. I'm not going to go into detail with that, cause... well, it's none of your business! =P
A week or so ago, my mom hit some stupid spanish lady. They're both fine, and my mom's car isn't that bad, but it's still money... and it'll still raise her car insurance... and that's no good.
Well... today... fucking today. Ugh. Ok, so I'm heading off to work at the Depot... a little late, but that's not the point. Ok, so I'm heading down the back road, going about 40 or so, which I'm pretty sure is only 5 over the speed limit. Well, there's this white car with a blinker on, so I slow down a little bit, but keep going, cause the car doesn't move. Well, apperently she was deciding whether or not she had enough time to go, and she decided WAY too late... when I was about fifteen or twenty feet away. SCREECH... BOOM... FUCK! >_< Yeah, I slammed on my breaks and tried to turn to avoid her, but there wasn't anything I could do..... so yeah. My first accident since getting my liscence. (I got into one before I even got the liscence... whatever) Anyways, the front right of my car's in pretty bad shape. The axel's probably messed up a bit... and her car looks like shit. I hit her back passenger side tire... and it's bent like a mofo... neither of us were hurt or anything, but my insurance company has a $500 deductable that I have to pay... and my insurance is going to go up. Not to mention my awesome new car isn't so awesome any more... and that's WICKED freakin' depressing. I was so excited to finally have a car that wasn't a couple hundred bucks... and wasn't falling apart... and it fell apart. UGH. So, I have no car right now, it's at a collision center, so I have to get friggen' rides everywhere AGAIN... this fucking SUCKS.
So, anyways, I'm at work, and I call my mom to tell her I'm going to stay for an extra half an hour... and she says that my dad's in the ER cause he broke a bone in his hand or something like that... which I think he's more or less fine, but that call made me even more depressed.
Ok, then you have to factor in that the Home Depot is extremely horrible and somewhat depressing... and my brother, Tim is an arrogant cocky piece of crap that pisses me off every friggen' day, and that thinks he's the shit... UGH some days I just wanna rip his throat out... which I almost did today... but anyways... whatever.
Honestly, I don't know what the hell I'd do if I didn't have my darling Cassandra. She's the only thing that keeps me from going insane... I love you, Cassandra.