Fuck this shit. All of it. I'm so pissed at everyone, even myself.
I just got into my second car accident. The worst part is, I just got out of court for the first one last week. This time though, it wasn't my fault. Or maybe it was. I'm really not sure.
I was driving down the highway with my best friend, his girlfriend, and her friend, and as I was checking my rear view mirror for cars behind me, I failed to recognize that there was a stop light in front of me with a long line of cars behind it. I didn't see the cars until the last second, slammed on the brakes and stopped just in time. However, the car behind me didn't. They slammed into me and pushed me forward just as the cars in front of me were leaving.
The guy I hit was really cool about all of this. He was fine with not making this a big deal, and as we exchanged info, he basically told me that if I didn't want to take this to the insurance agency, I didn't have to.
What pisses me off is that I'm a good driver. I've done a little bit of street racing, and although I'm nothing spectacular, I'm pretty good. I can drift really well, I can handle speed, and I don't really ever get scared when I drive. And yet, I've been in two accidents. Explain that.
My parents are being really weird about it too. My dad, who is usually a really chill guy is starting to pent up some rage...I can see it in his face. My mom can't decide if she should calm down, or get angry. And I'm sitting here, calm as usual, and I'm squeezed in a weird triangle of emotions.
I guess what this is all about is that people need to say what they're feeling more, and not just try to hide it in their faces or actions. Because I need to know what they're thinking so that I can decide what I should do.
People and society are weird.
I just got into my second car accident. The worst part is, I just got out of court for the first one last week. This time though, it wasn't my fault. Or maybe it was. I'm really not sure.
I was driving down the highway with my best friend, his girlfriend, and her friend, and as I was checking my rear view mirror for cars behind me, I failed to recognize that there was a stop light in front of me with a long line of cars behind it. I didn't see the cars until the last second, slammed on the brakes and stopped just in time. However, the car behind me didn't. They slammed into me and pushed me forward just as the cars in front of me were leaving.
The guy I hit was really cool about all of this. He was fine with not making this a big deal, and as we exchanged info, he basically told me that if I didn't want to take this to the insurance agency, I didn't have to.
What pisses me off is that I'm a good driver. I've done a little bit of street racing, and although I'm nothing spectacular, I'm pretty good. I can drift really well, I can handle speed, and I don't really ever get scared when I drive. And yet, I've been in two accidents. Explain that.
My parents are being really weird about it too. My dad, who is usually a really chill guy is starting to pent up some rage...I can see it in his face. My mom can't decide if she should calm down, or get angry. And I'm sitting here, calm as usual, and I'm squeezed in a weird triangle of emotions.
I guess what this is all about is that people need to say what they're feeling more, and not just try to hide it in their faces or actions. Because I need to know what they're thinking so that I can decide what I should do.
People and society are weird.