life's not fair
i was in a wreck today. not my fault though. i was driving down stanton road and was breaking to stop where the cross-walk man is at edwards middle school and before i could stop or get where i needed to stop at, this truck (some kid from HHS driving it) pulled out of the ebenezer united methodist church and crushed my front end, and i mean seriously crushed. i started crying before we could pull out of the way and i got out of my car and yelled obsenities...i seriously am my mother's daughter...and started crying because i felt bad for yelling and i apologized...but i won't have a car for a long time so i don't know what to do. i don't know how to get to and from school...how to get to tennis practices with kevin...how to get home from them...how to get to my upcoming PATA matches...and home from them. i hate relying on people. and worst, i have been worried about not seeing jess much as it is, and now my little "assumption" has come true because it isn't fair for him to always have to drive to conyers and hang out or drive to conyers to pick me up. so i don't know how i will see him.
this week has really sucked. my dog died, ashley got mad at me for taking out the negatives on our chemistry project without her, but that is worked out and she and i are ok, and now i had a wreck and won't be able to see my boyfriend because i can't drive.
i hate my life sometimes. and i cannot stop shaking from my wreck!!
WHEN WILL I WAKE UP FROM THIS NIGHTMARE?!?!?! maybe none of this week really happened...i just can't bring myself to the reality of it!!
and why is it when i have a really great day or weekend, it gets ruined? i mean this past weekend in savannah was amazing...but look what i came home to.
i really hate my life...gah even my mom told me i needed a beer and to go drink one because i looked so stressed today...i didn't take her up on that offer though.
this week has really sucked. my dog died, ashley got mad at me for taking out the negatives on our chemistry project without her, but that is worked out and she and i are ok, and now i had a wreck and won't be able to see my boyfriend because i can't drive.
i hate my life sometimes. and i cannot stop shaking from my wreck!!
WHEN WILL I WAKE UP FROM THIS NIGHTMARE?!?!?! maybe none of this week really happened...i just can't bring myself to the reality of it!!
and why is it when i have a really great day or weekend, it gets ruined? i mean this past weekend in savannah was amazing...but look what i came home to.
i really hate my life...gah even my mom told me i needed a beer and to go drink one because i looked so stressed today...i didn't take her up on that offer though.