Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt. Do you like to hurt? I do, do. Then hurt me...

[holdd_me_tightt]

Ok so I am sitting here on my bed and it's 8:11am. I have to leave for my SAT class in about 19 minutes. Yeah, it blows. Then my parents are taking me to the hospital to get me checked out because my ribs hurt really badly. I left a post on MySpace last night and I wrote down everything about the accident. I was so surprised when I saw who had replied to make sure I was ok. This guy Nick, whom I have never officially met told me he really hopes that everything turns out ok. My friend Megan wrote me saying even though she is sorry for my pain, she's glad it wasn't my life that was damaged. Then my friend Seth wrote me. Now, I haven't actually talked to Seth in a long time. We used to have class together and he was my "gangsta," but I didn't think or friendship was that important to him. He wrote me and was extremely shocked by what happened to me. He told me how sorry he was for this happening and how worried he is and how he needs to know if I'm ok. It actually made me smile to know that those people care that much about me. I love them. Anyways, I hope I get to talk to Jason at least once today. When I called him yesterday, I woke him up. I felt really bad, but for some reason...talking to him was comforting. It just seemed to me like he was annoyed by the fact that I called. I dunno. I'm probably wrong...and I'm not going to get myself worked up over it. I have to go for now...have to get ready for class. I'll probably write more later...just to update you guys on how I'm doing. Take care.

<333 Rachel

I <333 Jason