(no subject)
Dec. 11th, 2006 04:59 pmSo.
Driving back from class today, just off the interstate, turning a bend, and noticing rather quickly that the cars in front of me were stopped. I slammed on the brakes, hard, and everything was fine. Until three seconds later, when a pickup truck ran into the back of my car. Which, of course, made me hit the car in front of me.
I kind of sat shocked for a moment, and then pulled over with the other two off the road as much as we could on a huge crowded road. Everyone was fine, just a bit shocked, a little bit of paint scraped off from the car in front on me, no problem with the guy's truck. And me, my back bumper slightly dented, my Decemberists sticker scraped up. Oh well. I was really surprised, actually, beings that he had a freaking pickup truck, and me and my weenie Oldsmobile Cutlass. I also don't know if it's just me being retarded, but my lower back is bothering me a bit.
So, no insurances exchanged or anything, just really really awkward goodbyes, and, yeah. I came home, ate sushi (I deserved it, really), and baked cookies. Good times?
INTERPRETIVE DANCE?? I just might have to get that, especially with the $10 sale going on. Also, reprinted Communist Party shirt! You know you want one so awesome like me. >:D
One more 500 word papers for Lit and I am DONEEEE with this semester. Hot damn.
(I have this really bad urge to watch the Paley Film Festival dealio again OMG STOP ME.)
Driving back from class today, just off the interstate, turning a bend, and noticing rather quickly that the cars in front of me were stopped. I slammed on the brakes, hard, and everything was fine. Until three seconds later, when a pickup truck ran into the back of my car. Which, of course, made me hit the car in front of me.
I kind of sat shocked for a moment, and then pulled over with the other two off the road as much as we could on a huge crowded road. Everyone was fine, just a bit shocked, a little bit of paint scraped off from the car in front on me, no problem with the guy's truck. And me, my back bumper slightly dented, my Decemberists sticker scraped up. Oh well. I was really surprised, actually, beings that he had a freaking pickup truck, and me and my weenie Oldsmobile Cutlass. I also don't know if it's just me being retarded, but my lower back is bothering me a bit.
So, no insurances exchanged or anything, just really really awkward goodbyes, and, yeah. I came home, ate sushi (I deserved it, really), and baked cookies. Good times?
INTERPRETIVE DANCE?? I just might have to get that, especially with the $10 sale going on. Also, reprinted Communist Party shirt! You know you want one so awesome like me. >:D
One more 500 word papers for Lit and I am DONEEEE with this semester. Hot damn.
(I have this really bad urge to watch the Paley Film Festival dealio again OMG STOP ME.)