When it Rains, it Pours.
So, today, the day before my birthday, (well it's half-past midnight now) I go with Ashley, Claire, Alison, Cherrie, and Francis to "The Living Room", an uber-cool place where bands often play. It was an awesome time, if short, and I plan to go back, and be one of the bands performing soon enough.
So afterwards, we head to Starbucks, I see Chris N00bster there, along with a few cool friends of his...and... someone who should be castrated, and is a disgrace to all men everywhere.
Avoiding my rage and want to bash in his face, I sit down and talk with teh girlz0rz, and then we leave, I take Claire home. It all goes well, fine, and dandy. I really couldn't ask for a better time, aside from seeing... it.
Then, something happened that I really, really didn't ask for.
I go to see Gizmo, in order to inform him of "The Living Room". I turn onto Shilo, the street before his. I belvie I'm in the rightmost lane, to turn right onto his street.
Well, I'm not.
I check my left blindspot, which, well, I learned isn't something you should do when turning right. I didn't check my rearview mirror, which is what I should have done.
EEEEEER. *CRASH* *KA-THUDA-THUDA-THUDA BOOM!*
Me: "Oh shit. My Dad's gonna kill me."
So I pull over to the side of the road get out, expect that I hit a telephone poll or something, as I seriously had no idea there was even a car behind me to my right corner.
I see two cars behind me, so I figure one fendered one, and the other hit me, thought I'm still mystified. Turns out, I hit the other guy's upper-left corner. Small sports car, I took off his upper-right corner. Plexi-glass kit. So, the whole front has to be replaced, though the area of damage is only that corner. ( It doesn't look pretty there, but everything else is fine. )
Well, the guys I hit we're really cool about it, and it turns out they saw me at the Living Room just a bit before. Heh heh.
So my Mom knows, and my Dad will kill me tomarrow, on my birthday, so I'll be re-bricking our side wall, and paying for the ticket with my allowance and report card money, and paying off the damage to both cars with about a month's work my mom says. ( Hopefully at Hot Topic. )
Tomarrow, my birthday, which is so-geniusly planned, I'll be going to Shoguns, and then friends are coming over my place to watch moves and such. Bleh. I'm sure I'll tell the story a million times. But, Ashley, Claire, Elissa...you're probably the only local friends who'll read this, so please, don't tell anyone. I'm sure they'll find out anyhow soon enough.
I come home and read what Louis said about Ro via Ali. Made me cry. I open up a card Dani sent me. Made me laugh. Oi. Life.
My mom gave me a quote today...
Me: "Uhg, no rest for the weary."
Mom: "My uncle once told me 'No rest for the wicked, and the righteous don't need any."
Har har. You know... I started reading what Louis said before I left. I didn't want to tear up right then and there, and ruin a potentionally good night... but I wanted to. Kept thinking, "No, stay tonight, spend it with the sopme people you love the most, so you can go through this with them."
But, I didn't listen to my concience...so my bad, whatever.
I'll take it as a lesson learned; been having way too many of those lately.
Goodnight and Godbless everyone. ( He certainly has me. -.- )
So afterwards, we head to Starbucks, I see Chris N00bster there, along with a few cool friends of his...and... someone who should be castrated, and is a disgrace to all men everywhere.
Avoiding my rage and want to bash in his face, I sit down and talk with teh girlz0rz, and then we leave, I take Claire home. It all goes well, fine, and dandy. I really couldn't ask for a better time, aside from seeing... it.
Then, something happened that I really, really didn't ask for.
I go to see Gizmo, in order to inform him of "The Living Room". I turn onto Shilo, the street before his. I belvie I'm in the rightmost lane, to turn right onto his street.
Well, I'm not.
I check my left blindspot, which, well, I learned isn't something you should do when turning right. I didn't check my rearview mirror, which is what I should have done.
EEEEEER. *CRASH* *KA-THUDA-THUDA-THUDA BOOM!*
Me: "Oh shit. My Dad's gonna kill me."
So I pull over to the side of the road get out, expect that I hit a telephone poll or something, as I seriously had no idea there was even a car behind me to my right corner.
I see two cars behind me, so I figure one fendered one, and the other hit me, thought I'm still mystified. Turns out, I hit the other guy's upper-left corner. Small sports car, I took off his upper-right corner. Plexi-glass kit. So, the whole front has to be replaced, though the area of damage is only that corner. ( It doesn't look pretty there, but everything else is fine. )
Well, the guys I hit we're really cool about it, and it turns out they saw me at the Living Room just a bit before. Heh heh.
So my Mom knows, and my Dad will kill me tomarrow, on my birthday, so I'll be re-bricking our side wall, and paying for the ticket with my allowance and report card money, and paying off the damage to both cars with about a month's work my mom says. ( Hopefully at Hot Topic. )
Tomarrow, my birthday, which is so-geniusly planned, I'll be going to Shoguns, and then friends are coming over my place to watch moves and such. Bleh. I'm sure I'll tell the story a million times. But, Ashley, Claire, Elissa...you're probably the only local friends who'll read this, so please, don't tell anyone. I'm sure they'll find out anyhow soon enough.
I come home and read what Louis said about Ro via Ali. Made me cry. I open up a card Dani sent me. Made me laugh. Oi. Life.
My mom gave me a quote today...
Me: "Uhg, no rest for the weary."
Mom: "My uncle once told me 'No rest for the wicked, and the righteous don't need any."
Har har. You know... I started reading what Louis said before I left. I didn't want to tear up right then and there, and ruin a potentionally good night... but I wanted to. Kept thinking, "No, stay tonight, spend it with the sopme people you love the most, so you can go through this with them."
But, I didn't listen to my concience...so my bad, whatever.
I'll take it as a lesson learned; been having way too many of those lately.
Goodnight and Godbless everyone. ( He certainly has me. -.- )