Gah! What now?!

I am driving 285 and this silver charger jumps in between me and the jeep behind me. He stays on my ass for a few miles so I try to wave him off. I think this is when he honked at me. A few miles later he goes passed me, honking. So I honk back (b/c he was like three feet from my car!). And then he flashes his lights. Not his head lights. His cop lights. A damn police officer pushed me down 285. (Once he passed me he went speeding off.)

I get to Carrollton and all the traffic lights are out. The power went out just before I drove through town.

Hit me, baby, one more time

EDIT: I removed my description of the accident. I may add it when this is settled


Britney Spears came on my iPod on the Friday drive home from U of Hell. But that isn't why I used that lyric for the title.

Today, I was hit. Car to car contact. The cops finally showed up. We told them what had happened and ended up filling out a page for our insurance.

And then it was over.

My sister and I got some pizza. I dropped her off and went to see my old high school's production of Guy and Dolls.

Wait. That would be a lame post if I cut if off here so I will continue. I'll take a page from John Green and call this "After".

In the car on the way there I started freaking out. Not major freakage but I suddenly felt everything. I was scared and nervous. It was like I had been caught doing something when I was five. My hands were shaking when the show started so I went and bought a cookie (well, two. one was for Patrick, who was sitting with me). For some reason I thought sugar would help. It didn't but it didn't hurt either. After intermission (which for some odd reason I keep calling half time) Patrick went and sat with one of our friends and I stayed put. This, oddly enough, is what I think helped me. Don't get me wrong, I love Patrick, but just sitting there by myself and just... sit made me feel more calm. I had barely been alone since the accident and I needed to... deal.

This did not, however, help me with my growing fear of car accidents. It's too bad I don't have to write anymore "cultural events" for my M&G class. This would have been perfect for that assignment.

Hello Lovely

So... I have been blogging over on my old old old myspace. Sorry about cheating on you. School is over very soon and I have to admit that this makes me happy. Insanely happy. Not just because it means no school for two months. Oh no. That would suggest that I am average. Nothing about me is average. Remember that. I am happy because May 6th is the VERY last day I am going to be at this school. I NEVER EVER EVER have to come back! feel the excitement! Feel it!! It is new harry potter book exciting. Its meet your favorite actor/actress exciting. Its forget how to spell exciting exciting. (really. I only got it right on the first try for that last one. its not a difficult word!) This is why I am happy. It is to the point where I laugh at anything. I'm just so... happy. If someone started singing that song (you know the one) I would clap.

I really should get to bed now. I have stuff to do and plan tomorrow that I can't put off.

Oh! one more thing. I know what has to be my first tattoo. "Proud" in some font that I will pick out later. It would go on my wrist.

On June 13th, 2008 I wrote

"Life. It happens. Always has, always will. You have a past and it may have faults. Life is a thing that comes and goes so quickly that you have to jump on board and take the ride of... well, your life."

I have to admit something here. I did not jump. I thought I did, but here I am sitting (I'm not actually sitting, mind you) on this platform, waiting. I am done waiting. I am going to skip around for a bit to get my legs nice and warmed up and then I am going to jump.

Hey

Remember when I used to post blogs. Yeah. Those were the days.

I just posted my first (i think) comment on Hayley's blog. You know. Hayley G. Hoover. She is amazing and I know that when I am having a bad bay something she has said will make me laugh. So she asked the readers to answer a few questions. Since she always manages to come through for me I figured it wouldn't be very difficult to do that for her. (I just remembered that she @replied me the other day. Seriously fangirled.)

It is April which should mean that I am starting script frenzy but... I am not. Why? Because I am lazy. Well, normally that would be the case, but for once it is not. I am not working on my script because I am working out. Now I know I could do both, but come on. It's me we are talking about. I can't balance school, the internet, working out, AND writing a script. It's too much. Okay, fine. I am lazy. But when it comes down to it working out is better time spent. I am... lets go with fluffy. I am fluffy. I wish to have less fluff. Less fluff would be very nice. So that is what I am working on. I started a youtube page (which rarely update) about me getting ride of some fluff. I won't be sharing a link to that however because I am still freaked out about it. That is why I don't update it. Also, because I don't want to fail. Especially some place people can see. I just... I don't know. I feel like I will fail and I don't want to let the six people that have subscribed to me down.