Why iPods and driving are not a good mix...
I hit two mail boxes off of their posts while I was trying to set/find a song on my iPod. It smashed my winshield in the lower right corner and the mirror came off. So not only is the whole ordeal embarrassing, but it is very expensive. :(
I mean...my winshield DID need to be replaced anyways, because there was already a crack in it on my side...but yeah...the mirror...not so good.
The people were really nice about it too. I mean, the dad was a little gruff, because I think he just got done yelling at some kids down the street (the mom was saying that she thought is was people trying to mess around or something)...but otherwise the mom and the older son were really nice - the little boy didn't say anything. I just was suuuuuper embarrassed, and frankly shaken up. It helped that there was a puppy...I pet the puppy, hehe. But yeah...I started crying, because I was really upset, and the mom hugged me and all of that, she was like "oh, don't cry, it was just an accident" and all this stuff. I was going to buy them flowers or a candle, or...something and leave it on their doorstep with my name and phone number, because they didn't want any of my information, but I just got back from seeing Indiana Jones and going to Sonic. (Sonic is going to be the death of my summer losing weight plan...)
I am totally going to have to get any job possible this summer. I have so much debt in the bank of parents. I mean, it is comparatively a lot less than my brother...but still. I am not the kind of person that is nonchalant about money, and expensive accidents, or...things for that matter.
Katie and I did henna tattoos today. She is going to do them for her hippee store in Ann Arbor for the art fair in July, so she's experimenting/practicing. It's pretty. I like it.
Okay, bedtime now. I've been up til all hours of the wee morning reading these past few nights, so it's time I gots some sleeps.
I mean...my winshield DID need to be replaced anyways, because there was already a crack in it on my side...but yeah...the mirror...not so good.
The people were really nice about it too. I mean, the dad was a little gruff, because I think he just got done yelling at some kids down the street (the mom was saying that she thought is was people trying to mess around or something)...but otherwise the mom and the older son were really nice - the little boy didn't say anything. I just was suuuuuper embarrassed, and frankly shaken up. It helped that there was a puppy...I pet the puppy, hehe. But yeah...I started crying, because I was really upset, and the mom hugged me and all of that, she was like "oh, don't cry, it was just an accident" and all this stuff. I was going to buy them flowers or a candle, or...something and leave it on their doorstep with my name and phone number, because they didn't want any of my information, but I just got back from seeing Indiana Jones and going to Sonic. (Sonic is going to be the death of my summer losing weight plan...)
I am totally going to have to get any job possible this summer. I have so much debt in the bank of parents. I mean, it is comparatively a lot less than my brother...but still. I am not the kind of person that is nonchalant about money, and expensive accidents, or...things for that matter.
Katie and I did henna tattoos today. She is going to do them for her hippee store in Ann Arbor for the art fair in July, so she's experimenting/practicing. It's pretty. I like it.
Okay, bedtime now. I've been up til all hours of the wee morning reading these past few nights, so it's time I gots some sleeps.