Satan Worships Me
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I don't know where to fucking start, but here it goes.
So I got in another wreck today.. But this time it wasn't my fault, yay! That doesn't mean jack though, seeing as I have a shit load of problems that came from it. The whole thing went like this: I was driving into town, minding my own business, and oh so excited to go to school.. It was snowing pretty lightly out, but enough to make the roads pretty wet and probably snowed around an inch ontop of what was already there. There was this bitch that was following my ass the whole god damn time, and I remember thinking how much of a stupid bitch she was for following so closely with the conditions like it was. Anyways, I came around this pretty sharp S-Curve, and found a line of about 5-10 cars going extremely slow on the bridge. As I continued to come around, I looked over to see a car totally fucked up from a wreck that happened just minutes ago. At this time I was going about 55mph coming out of the corner, and had very little time to stop. So I slammed on the brakes and literally slid halfway across the bridge (yay for no ABS!), and about a quarter of the way through, I started to fishtail and slide at about a 45 degree angle. I came to a complete stop about 10-15 feet before the line of cars and was thinking "thank fucking god I didn't get into another wreck.." And sure enough, that bitch that had been riding my ass slams right into my car and totally messes up my drivers side front and rear passenger door. The back passenger door is jammed and will not open, and the front door is pretty much the same, but if I jimmy it just right, it will open. Here's the result:
(All the dents and damage was from the wreck, that whole side used to be straight. And that rear door is open up at the top about 2" in result and won't close.)
We pull over once the traffic clears and both get out to exchange info. Some time during this whole process she looks up and says "I can see that this isn't your first wreck.." I sigh and say "yeah", then she had the nerve, SHE HAD THE FUCKING NERVE, to say "You obviously need to learn how to drive." I was already pissed beyond belief before that, and the moment she said that, I yelled out "WHAT!?! Are you kidding me? Did you really just fucking say that after what just happened." That just set the mood for the rest of my day.
Anyways, after all the exchanging, taking pictures and what not, I ended up still going to school. After a few classes and break, I started feeling a little light headed and my neck was killing me. So I take off to the nurses office and she advised I go to the doctors/ER. I take off early from school and go ahead and go to my normal doctors office, and they advise that I go to Boise Minor Emergency because they didn't have a X-Ray or the needed equipment to check me out. When I got there, I filled out some paper work and bring it up to the desk. They ask what I was in for, so I tell them, and they said they couldn't help me cause they don't work with car accidents/car insurance agencies and the only way I was going to get seen is if I went into an actual ER. So by the time I get to the nearest ER, my neck is throbbin. I get checked in and checked out by a doctor, and find out I have a pretty serious case of whiplash. SWEET! He prescribes me 2 different muscle relaxers, and some ibuprofen and also informs me that the pain is suppose to way worse the next day.
After all that is said and done, I head home to relax, and possibly catch some sleep. When I got home my father checks the answering machine, and I over hear someone from the bitch's insurance agency saying she has claim against me and saying the whole thing is MY fault. Way to fucking add insult to injury. I know I'll win this claim, but I couldn't believe she had the nerve again to say it was my fault.
And to add to all this bullshit, the damage to my car is easily worth more than what my car is worth. (They estimated anywhere from 2-3 grand if someone were to fix it.) But the catch is, they value my car to be only $300-400. Which is what they might try to settle for, and if that does happen, I will only get around 60% of it.
It seems as if whenever I take a step forward in life, there's always something that takes me a few steps back.
TL;DR version:
So I got in another wreck today.. But this time it wasn't my fault, yay! That doesn't mean jack though, seeing as I have a shit load of problems that came from it. The whole thing went like this: I was driving into town, minding my own business, and oh so excited to go to school.. It was snowing pretty lightly out, but enough to make the roads pretty wet and probably snowed around an inch ontop of what was already there. There was this bitch that was following my ass the whole god damn time, and I remember thinking how much of a stupid bitch she was for following so closely with the conditions like it was. Anyways, I came around this pretty sharp S-Curve, and found a line of about 5-10 cars going extremely slow on the bridge. As I continued to come around, I looked over to see a car totally fucked up from a wreck that happened just minutes ago. At this time I was going about 55mph coming out of the corner, and had very little time to stop. So I slammed on the brakes and literally slid halfway across the bridge (yay for no ABS!), and about a quarter of the way through, I started to fishtail and slide at about a 45 degree angle. I came to a complete stop about 10-15 feet before the line of cars and was thinking "thank fucking god I didn't get into another wreck.." And sure enough, that bitch that had been riding my ass slams right into my car and totally messes up my drivers side front and rear passenger door. The back passenger door is jammed and will not open, and the front door is pretty much the same, but if I jimmy it just right, it will open. Here's the result:
(All the dents and damage was from the wreck, that whole side used to be straight. And that rear door is open up at the top about 2" in result and won't close.)


We pull over once the traffic clears and both get out to exchange info. Some time during this whole process she looks up and says "I can see that this isn't your first wreck.." I sigh and say "yeah", then she had the nerve, SHE HAD THE FUCKING NERVE, to say "You obviously need to learn how to drive." I was already pissed beyond belief before that, and the moment she said that, I yelled out "WHAT!?! Are you kidding me? Did you really just fucking say that after what just happened." That just set the mood for the rest of my day.
Anyways, after all the exchanging, taking pictures and what not, I ended up still going to school. After a few classes and break, I started feeling a little light headed and my neck was killing me. So I take off to the nurses office and she advised I go to the doctors/ER. I take off early from school and go ahead and go to my normal doctors office, and they advise that I go to Boise Minor Emergency because they didn't have a X-Ray or the needed equipment to check me out. When I got there, I filled out some paper work and bring it up to the desk. They ask what I was in for, so I tell them, and they said they couldn't help me cause they don't work with car accidents/car insurance agencies and the only way I was going to get seen is if I went into an actual ER. So by the time I get to the nearest ER, my neck is throbbin. I get checked in and checked out by a doctor, and find out I have a pretty serious case of whiplash. SWEET! He prescribes me 2 different muscle relaxers, and some ibuprofen and also informs me that the pain is suppose to way worse the next day.
After all that is said and done, I head home to relax, and possibly catch some sleep. When I got home my father checks the answering machine, and I over hear someone from the bitch's insurance agency saying she has claim against me and saying the whole thing is MY fault. Way to fucking add insult to injury. I know I'll win this claim, but I couldn't believe she had the nerve again to say it was my fault.
And to add to all this bullshit, the damage to my car is easily worth more than what my car is worth. (They estimated anywhere from 2-3 grand if someone were to fix it.) But the catch is, they value my car to be only $300-400. Which is what they might try to settle for, and if that does happen, I will only get around 60% of it.
It seems as if whenever I take a step forward in life, there's always something that takes me a few steps back.

TL;DR version:
1. Bitch slams into my car.
2. Bitch turns out to be a bitch.
3. I get serious whiplash.
4. Bitch claims it was my fault.
5. Taters.
6. The total damage to my car is worth more than my car, and they value my car to be $300.
7. FML
2. Bitch turns out to be a bitch.
3. I get serious whiplash.
4. Bitch claims it was my fault.
5. Taters.
6. The total damage to my car is worth more than my car, and they value my car to be $300.
7. FML