I'm goin Crazy...

[shamrockbaybee]

I swear, my life is one crazy ass event after another. Friday night I went out with my brother and Kim M., and we went to see The Longest Yard, and then went to Barnes & Noble. While I was there, a guy that works there asked me out. I gave him my number, but nothing is going to come out of it. He's 30, and not that age really bothers me, its just we have very little in common. I know this because I went to lunch with him on Saturday. I went with Kim to Bennigan's for dinner that night, and we were having a good time and these guys came up to Kim and invited her to Blu Sushi. Well, even though I didnt want to go, I went anyway. On the way though, we stopped at 7-11 and Kim bought Smirnoff Ice Twisters and I had one before we went to Blu Sushi. Well, we went to Blu Sushi, and the guys that Kim wanted to meet werent there. So she was annoyed by that, and when we walked up to the bar, she asked if I wanted anything to drink, and I said no. Well, she flipped out and started cursing me out at the bar and stormed out, and I followed thinking "what in the hell is goin on?" Anyway, the whole drive home, we were fighting, and when we got to my house, I was getting out of the car, and she threw my stuff in my face, including the 6 pack of Smirnoff. So I slammed her car door, and the next thing I knew she was out of her car and was choking me, and trying to hit me. I got her off my easily enough, but she kept coming at me, so in my defense I told her that if she kept coming at me she either needed to really hit me, or walk away, because I would take the bottle to her. But rather than actually throw a glass bottle at her, I threw it at her back tire hoping it would get her away from me. It only made her come at me again and hit my in the face, and then she stormed back to her car saying that she was gonna have me arrested and that "I was going to pay". I walked back to her window, had my hand on the door and was telling her none of that would hold up since she had physically attacked me, and she peeled off, while I was still holding onto the door. I was dragged about 10-15 feet before I was able to let go of the car. She then got out of her car, kicked my side and told me I was a fucking faker, and when she saw that I wasnt getting up, she started screaming at me some more, and by this time I had been screaming at the top of my lungs for my dad, and he had come out. My neighbor witnessed the whole thing, and they called 911. I swear, Saturday night was a real crazy night. All I have to say is that I am definitely having no contact with her. I seriously thought I was gonna be run over by her car- thank god I was just thrown to the side. I hurt pretty bad now, but when the EMT's were checking me out, I couldn't feel any real pain, cause I was running on pure adrenaline and from being so damn scared. I really dont have any bruises or anything. Some small scratches from when she was physically trying to hurt me, but she wasnt strong enough to do much damage. Most of the damage is the deep tissue bruising from getting thrown by the car.

I wish I had a boring life. Just for one week. Lol. Anyway, I'm okay, and now I am trying to get past this.

On another note, if anyone who reads this is good at photography, I am looking to have someone take some good pictures of me and a couple of friends. We'll pay, but I cant afford a crazy amount like I would have to pay to have a professional. So, just let me know!! Thanks!!