Current mood:	guilty
Current music:	For the Reunion

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Okay, I guess it's about time I update this thing. I finally have some time, though the reason I do makes me feel bad. >< Hmm...confused yet? Maybe I should start at the beginning.

All right, so last Monday - the 14th - I was SUPPOSED to go to class. But, of course, I was in the middle of something on FFXI and Silent didn't really want me to go anyway, so I just decided to skip since I hadn't missed that class before. Now, my mom was gone that week to visit her parents in South Dakota so my dad had asked me to stop by the grocery store on the way home for some things for dinner. I forgot though, so I had to make a trip into town later. Silent had to go to the bank too, so we figured we should both go at the same time would we wouldn't have to wait around for each other to get back.

So I get a list of what I need and make my way to town, just like normal. I remember I have to take the highway though since they are doing construction on the back way. I've always hated taking the highway too... So I'm driving through town, minding my own business, and this car pulls into the turning lane like they love to do now. I hate that so much. I always feel like they aren't going to see my and they'll hit me. But he didn't, so I kept going. As I'm passing him so he can go behind me, out of nowhere this white car just comes right out in front of me. Of course, since I have a small car I couldn't see him come out because of that car in the turning lane. Not that he'd been looking anyway apparently...

I knew before it happened I was going to hit him, but I tried to stop anyway. So after the initial shock of the airbag and the not being able to breath because of the dust/smoke it let off (I have asthma, remember ><), I was able to get out of the car and out of the street. People kept asking me if I was okay and all I could do was cry as I stared at my car. The impact hit the front left and it left a huge dent there, as well as completely warping my hood. I told them my arm hurt a little and they pointed out that was normal considering I had a huge scrape/bruise. I hadn’t really noticed though, at the time. The EMTs came and one particularly nice one talked to me to make sure I was okay. He reminded me a lot of someone else I know, so that helped since I was by myself and a little scared. I tried to call my dad, but he’d gone out riding that day, so he didn’t answer his phone. Nick just left for work so I tried to call before he left, but again, no one. Then a friend of my dad’s happened to drive by and see me. He tried my dad on his HAM radio and tried calling my dad’s cell and my house again. We finally got hold of him and then he and his family offered to stay with me until my dad came. So that was another very nice thing for me.

Various people came up to me while I waiting telling and asking me tons of things. I honestly don’t remember much of it anymore. The one thing I did gather though was the man who hit me, was drunk. I saw him from a distance and thought “Omg, someone let him get behind the wheel looking like that?” He looked plastered and totally out of it. I heard him admit to the police that he’d been drinking that day. Afterward, they took him to the hospital for blood work to make it…official, I guess. He was cited for not yielding to the stop sign and after the tests come back he’ll a DUI or whatever. Since the accident was his fault, his insurance is paying, but it’s looking like we won’t be able to fix my car with the money they’re saying they’ll give me. Which means they will take my car and not let me have it back. And I know it seems silly, it’s just a car after all, but that really makes me upset. It’s my first car ever, and I love it to pieces. My dad keeps telling me we’ll get me a new one, but I don’t want one. I want my car.

I went to the doctor this morning because my back has been bothering me since it happened and we finally got all the reports done so it seemed okay to go ahead and have it checked out. He thought that we should really “play hardball” as he put it and try to get some money out of this. Not to be greedy, but because if we do, the man who was driving will most likely lose his insurance and his license, which I think he needs to lose. He should never have been driving and I don’t much want him out on the road anymore either. I’ve never been very trusting of people and even more so now.

So the doctor also said I should probably not work the rest of the week. Which is why I feel really bad right now. I was scheduled for 32 hours this week since they really needed me, and now I’m baling on them. It wouldn’t be so bad any other week than this one because of Thanksgiving. Also, I haven’t mentioned yet that I got transferred to the bakery. I’ve only been there like a week or so and now I feel like they think I’m unreliable. I just...oi, I don’t know. I’m not usually like this I swear! It’s just that this stuff came up and I didn’t really plan on it. I hate the feeling that she (my new manager) is getting the wrong impression. Cause I already had to tell her I’d be gone for like 3 weeks over Christmas vacation

Which brings us to the other news I have. Heheh. This is what happens when I go this long without updating. I decided that I was going to do something completely crazy for once in my life. The reason I’ll be gone for my Christmas vacation is because I am going to Minnesota to hang out with Silent and his friends. >.> I know, I’m crazy. The original plan was for him to come visit me next summer but we got tired of waiting. I just can’t believe my dad said yes. O.o But yeah, that ought to be fun.

But other than all that crazy stuff…not much else is going on. I’ve had a bunch of stuff for school to do that I’m finally sort of getting caught up on. I finished the big paper I had for World Lit, so thank God that’s done with. I get to help my mom with Thanksgiving dinner now that I'm not whoring myself out to the bakery this week. That might be fun. I have a bunch of new recipes I want to try. But sitting here is making my back hurt. I guess I’ll go walk around or lie on my bed.