Just Call Me Crash

So, Saturday morning I was driving to my mom's house. It was a little snowy and the roads were a lot slippery. I was minding my own business sitting at a red light, ready to get home and plop on the couch with some hot chocolate, and have some me time before a hectic evening. The light turned red and traffic started moving, except in my lane. I was the third car back and the car infront of the car infront of me suddenly put on its brakes, causing the car infront of me to put on its brakes, causing me to put on my brakes. However, in that chain of events I was the last to know of this whole putting on our brakes thing and had very little time to do so before I found myself sliding into the back bumper of a Kia Sportage.

The woman I hit was very nice and understanding. She just kept telling me that when the roads are snowy and wet accidents happen. I mostly think she was so cool about it because her car had the tiniest little crack on the bumper, while my front end was pretty smashed. She also told me multiple times that she was so happy I was in college after seeing my Ball State parking pass. So, now I am without my car until it can be repaired and I will also be about $3,000-5,000 in the hole. Not exactly how I wanted to close out 2010, especially after totalling my last car 3 days before Christmas just LAST YEAR. I think it's a sign that I should not drive when there is snow anywhere around me in the future.



Can I whine for just a minute?

I am NOT having a good day. There are no fuzzy feelings floating around for me today. I feel gross and down and sleepy and just blah. My ever growing list of complaints for the day include...

-I woke up late
-because I woke up late I was rushed to get ready for work on time (both are sure to get me cranky)
-I'm swamped at work (so why am i blogging?? beside the point)
-the boy and I had a little dumb argument
-I was 2 seconds from getting rear ended at IPFw because people don't know how ot drive
-Spanish dragged on
-my Spanish teacher did not understand I was not happy and picked on me
-my great-grandpa whom I was relatively close to died yesterday
-I have the worst cramps I've had in months and nothing makes them go away
-my hair is a frizzy, gross feeling, curly, mess
-I feel disgusting
-I tripped coming up the stairs
-I bit my cheek and it is bleeding
-one of the places I was looking at getting an apartment at in Muncie no longer has 1 bedroom apartments available, this is the second time this has happened
-I'm super strapped for cash and realized that when I went to make some purchases
-I have a biology test tomorrow that I have yet to study for
-I have a meeting with my friend Joe (not to be confused with boyfriend) to work on our Ethics papers, but I'm still so confused by the outline that I have no idea what mine is going to even be about
-I lost the bracelet I wear everyday and I don't know where
-I keep having mini bouts of anxiety
-I just want to go back to sleep

Luckily I have a very understanding boy who doesn't take my whining and short temperness to heart too much. He is coming over tonight to make me dinner and take care of some things around my apartment for me so I can relax and get some studying in. Hopefully that will lift my spirits some, bad days are the worst.


(whining over)

Bye Bye Little Bubu

So if you keep up with my Twitter and Facebook you know that I was in a car accident last week that completely tore up the front end of my beloved 1999 Chevy Malibu.

As of yesterday "Bubu" has been declared totalled for sure by the insurance company. This means that the lady that hit me (yes the accident was NOT my fault!) has to pay for everything, well her insurance company does. Being totalled my car was towed to South Bend last night to be assessed today by an estimator who will determine how much the car was worth. After that I will get a check and get on to looking for a new car. Before she was taken away for good I went to get the rest of my things out.

Doesn't it look so sad? I'm hoping the estimating process goes quick, as I am staying at my mom's house until I get a new car so I have some form of transportation. However, after moving into my own place living back at home has been interesting. I also really dislike having to depend on people for rides. I'm going to miss my Bubu, I've had many good times in that car. Rest in peace my little Malibu, you can meet my old car Moxie in car heaven.

Short and to the point

I've been in a consistently down mood. Nothing seems to be going right. I want out of Fort Wayne, even if it's just a day or two. I miss Amy and Meredith more than words. The end.

I apologize in advance

I hate Indiana. I hate being here right now. I hate working everyday. I hate feeling left out. I hate feeling forgotten. I hate being lonely. I hate friends with significant others. I hate broken windows. I hate needing a new tire. I hate crying. I hate not knowing. I hate my bestie not being here. I hate misssing Idaho. I hate not having anyone that will listen. I hate monotony. I hate complaining.




So beyond frustrated right now.

you don't care about anyone but yourself.

A direct quatation from my always encouraging mother.

Sometimes I wonder if it really is true.
But I know it's not, I try to be there for everyone as best as I can and listen to people and be a good friend and a good daughter and a good employee and a good student.
At times I do falter in this, but everyone does to some extent and at one point or another.
However I realize that mabe recently given a particular series of events that maybe I paid a little more attention to myself then I should.
I really don't want anyone to think I'm a self-centered nimrod.