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so I got in my first car wreck lastnight. I'm so fucked when it comes to money, seeing how it was my fault. The dudes car is a peice of shit, I don't understand why he'll get it fixed because what I did to it looks better than the rest of his car. But whatever way the guy can get some money I guess. It really wasn't that bad of wreck, I ran a stop sign that I didn't see and he hit me. I'm really scared I won't be able to be on my parents insurince because I don't think I can afford my own. Shit. My life is full of bad luck I swear to God. Something, always, always, always happens to me. Whatever, life goes on I guess. I couldn't sleep worth anything lastnight. Bad dreams. Uh Oh, my dad just woke up and now I have to tell him. I told my step mom, she took it better than I thought. I should go change clothes, I was soo nervous about it, I feel asleep with my light on and my clothes I wore lastnight on. I hate livejournal.