stupid field hockey
so tomorrow i'm leaving school early to go up to moorpark for a field hockey tournament. which really sucks. because i don't like field hockey, i haven't played in months, i'm extremely out of shape, and i'm not even playing next year. so what's the point you ask? well, the point is that my mother thought that i should help out the team because they didn't have enough people. murr. why am i so nice? haha. but i really don't want to go. at least i'll have all my NEW cd's to keep me company. i almost wish that i have to work on sunday because those are always fun and i work with fun people on that night. and it would mean that i would have to leave the tournament early. which is always nice.
in other news...
it's going to cost $1500 to fix my car. (that's half of what we paid for it, yes i know it's a cheapy!) but the girl's insurance is paying for it because they're "accepting full liability" for the accident. as it should be. so that's good. but the whole time i was on the phone with the insurance people i was shaking because it was freaky and i didn't like having to re-live that little part of my life because it was not a fun one. i was skurred.
peace.
in other news...
it's going to cost $1500 to fix my car. (that's half of what we paid for it, yes i know it's a cheapy!) but the girl's insurance is paying for it because they're "accepting full liability" for the accident. as it should be. so that's good. but the whole time i was on the phone with the insurance people i was shaking because it was freaky and i didn't like having to re-live that little part of my life because it was not a fun one. i was skurred.
peace.