You betta believe it.
First of all I would like to comment on my bringing the side ponytail back. I got Jen into it...and I'm slowly seeing other girls doing it too. I'm excited. Also, Jen noted this in her journal:
"Once you start the 80s ponytail, YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK. Well, you can. But only sometimes."
Another nice thing that Jen stated in her journal is the following:
"Courtney is the ultimate trooper- a true champion. A select few have made that rank- and she's one."
This made me smile because I like that people like me. Everybody has been really nice and understanding over the past couple of days. I know that I talk about the accident a lot, and I randomly make comments about it, but nobody ever tells me to shut up. I hope I'm not being annoying, I feel bad that people have to hear about it so much. It's just that it keeps replaying in my head over and over and over...like a broken record. I could be in the middle of a conversation about music and I'll just say something about the accident. I can't do anything without thinking about it. It's the first thing that I see when I close my eyes before I go to sleep, and it's the first thing I think about when I wake up. IT SUCKS! I hope that the insurance company and the police find out what really happened, and realize that it wasn't my fault. I really did have a green light, and there is no way that, with the speed that girl came flying around the corner, she could have even reacted to the color of the light. But of course she's not going to tell the police that she was speeding and had a red light, or yellow, or whatever it was. She said that she had a green light too... not that it's possible. So what's there to tell the cops who is lying about the green light. What's there to say that I'm not the one lying. They could just as easily decide that she is telling the truth, when in fact, I am. I'm very worried and stressed out...I feel another cry coming on soon. I just want to go home.
"Once you start the 80s ponytail, YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK. Well, you can. But only sometimes."
Another nice thing that Jen stated in her journal is the following:
"Courtney is the ultimate trooper- a true champion. A select few have made that rank- and she's one."
This made me smile because I like that people like me. Everybody has been really nice and understanding over the past couple of days. I know that I talk about the accident a lot, and I randomly make comments about it, but nobody ever tells me to shut up. I hope I'm not being annoying, I feel bad that people have to hear about it so much. It's just that it keeps replaying in my head over and over and over...like a broken record. I could be in the middle of a conversation about music and I'll just say something about the accident. I can't do anything without thinking about it. It's the first thing that I see when I close my eyes before I go to sleep, and it's the first thing I think about when I wake up. IT SUCKS! I hope that the insurance company and the police find out what really happened, and realize that it wasn't my fault. I really did have a green light, and there is no way that, with the speed that girl came flying around the corner, she could have even reacted to the color of the light. But of course she's not going to tell the police that she was speeding and had a red light, or yellow, or whatever it was. She said that she had a green light too... not that it's possible. So what's there to tell the cops who is lying about the green light. What's there to say that I'm not the one lying. They could just as easily decide that she is telling the truth, when in fact, I am. I'm very worried and stressed out...I feel another cry coming on soon. I just want to go home.