Ok, first of all, I did not make up this whole thing with my dog just so I could get close to Brandon again. That's fucking ridiculous. And I did finally talk to him, and he agreed to do it, and we had a 5 minute conversation, which ended on a good note. He's going to stop acting like an asshole and being so weird around me at work!
So that's the end of that. And I haven't really talked to him since. He did text me once, asking me to send him a picture of Jasper, and I did. The end.
So tonight, Melissa and I are leaving to go to Todd's game. I'm so excited!!! I really need this weekend away. The beginning of my week started out pretty horrible. On Tuesday, some guy hit my car AS I WAS TURNING INTO WORK!! Ugh... But it was his fault, so he has to pay for it. It sucks though, cuz I had to get a shitty rental car. Good thing Melissa's driving tonight, and not me! The other good news is, I ordered Todd's jersey online this past Sunday, and I was just hoping against hope that it would get here in time. And I just checked the tracking online, and the package got to Houston this morning!! So it looks like I'll be sporting Todd's number at the game tomorrow. WOOHOO!!
As far as guys go, at the moment, I have none. And at first, I was a little sad about it, but now, I just don't care! Gavin was recently spotted canoodling with his ex, and Law School and I haven't talked since last Thursday. So, oh well. I'm just not gonna worry about it, and I'm determined have a good time! At that shouldn't be too hard this weekend!
Work has been rather crappy lately, but Mary (the girl who sits next to me) and I have really hit it off. And I actually like the new girl too. Her name is Veronica. Us 3 girls have been gabbing it up during lunch, and sharing half gallons of ice cream. Haha. At this rate, I'm definitely gonna need to start exercising more! Oh well. My boss has kind of been pissing me off though. He always waits till the last minute when he needs to turn something in to his boss, to delegate something to me and Veronica, and when he hands me projects, he waits till like the very end of the day! And then he expects me to finish them before I leave!!! It's sooooooo annoying!
Today, Veronica and I were frantically working on this spreadsheet, which required lots of research, data collection, and cross referencing, while he stood over us, telling us to hurry. But he only gave us one hour to do it!! And I knew it was because he was supposed to turn it in to Sara at 10am. So then he just hands off our work to her, and says it's his. Ugh. Is that really the way bosses are supposed to be?? That just doesn't seem right, or fair. I mean, I know delegation is a major part of their job, but they could at least give us these assignments in a timely manner. ((Sigh)) Anyways, my lunch break is almost over, so I better get back to work.
I really can't wait for tomorrow!!!
Showing posts with label car wreck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label car wreck. Show all posts
Friday, January 15, 2010
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Chemistry of a Car Crash
Well, my trip to Huntsville was bittersweet. BJ's phone is still shut off, because for some reason, the military has been slow getting his paycheck to him this pay period. So the second day I was there, he left for class in the morning, and I stayed in bed. He finally came home around 2, and I was already up and showered, etc, just waiting for him to get back. But then he announced that he was going to the gym with one of his fraternity brothers, so I decided to head to the nearest bookstore. We agreed to meet back at his apartment in 2 hours. So I packed up my iPod, and my laptop, and headed out.
So I'm driving along on the only main road that goes through campus, and past all three of Huntsville's bars, and the speed limit is 35. I always go the speed limit there too, because the cops are ridiculous. Well, suddenly the guy right in front of me swerves into the right lane, because the car in front of him, was apparently slowing down to turn. Well, since there's no turn lane, the guy in front of me didn't wanna slow down to wait for this guy to turn, so instead, he gets over, leaving me with exactly 2 seconds to stop! I slammed on my brakes, but it wasn't soon enough, and my poor, beloved car, goes smashing head on into the now stopped, Focus hatchback in front of me. I was in such shock that I literally sat there and just stared at what used to be the front of my car, for about 5 minutes. Then some guy from the patio of the bar across the street came running over and opened my door.
"Hey, are you ok??" he asked.
I could only stare at him, nod my head and mumble something unintelligible. My hands were shaking uncontrollably, and I could feel a red, seatbelt burn forming on my chest. I was afraid to get out and actually look at my car. I already knew it was bad. I loved that car! I mean I've only been driving it for a month! I clumsily got out, to a throng of staring people. I thought this must be the most excitement anyone had had all month.
Things were kind of a blur after that. The guys in the car I hit were ok. There was barely even a dent in his bumper. My car was destroyed. A police officer showed up. He was really nice, but still wrote me a ticket. Then the tow truck came. I called my parents. My mom freaked out on me. She started going on and on about how irresponsible I am, and how I'm always just "running off" to different cities. My dad just kept saying how much time and money he spent fixing that car up for me. I couldn't even really defend myself to either of them. I was just so upset! And disappointed, and still in shock. I had no one to call. BJ's phone was still off and I didn't have any of his friends' numbers. So I called the only other person I know in Huntsville: Emma.
Emma and I used to be best friends. I mean we were like sisters. And I had called her the day before to tell her I was coming into town and see if she wanted to catch up, but of course she didn't answer. So I wasn't surprised when she didn't answer my call again. So I sent her a text, begging her to call, and telling her it was kind of an emergency. The first thing she wrote to me was "I can't. I'm in class." So I told her I'd been in a wreck, and then she offered to pick me up. I waited inside the Wendy's for at least an hour.
When she finally came to pick me up, she offered no condolences, no small talk, no...nothing! She pretty much acted like I was a complete stranger! I mean, no matter how much we may have drifted apart in the last couple years, I still consider her a good friend! If she had been in my situation, I would have dropped everything! I mean I will always be there for her, if she ever needs me. But she just made me feel like I was totally inconveniencing her! ((Sigh))
Well, I had her drive me back to BJ's apartment. I got in his bed and just cried. I hadn't cried yet because first I had to talk to the cops, then my parents, then the tow truck guy, then Emma... So finally I just couldn't hold it in anymore. And then BJ came home.
"You're never gonna believe what just happened to me." I said.
"What??" he asked.
I told him the whole story, and he immediately hugged me, and asked if I was alright, and told me everything would be fine. He even offered to drive me home. He was just so sweet, and made me feel so much better. I couldn't have asked for anything more.
That night, we went to his fraternity's St. Patty's Day party. And we had so much fun! It was such a relief to forget about all my troubles and just...drink and have a good time. I met everyone, and I took tons of pictures! Afterwards, we laid in his bed and talked. I told him about how I'm scared to give up my freedom, and how I've just gotten used to being on my own, but I that I really like him. And he said it was ok and to take my time. Eventually we fell asleep, but I can't remember when.
The next day, I wanted to tell him "Yes! Ok! I wanna be your girlfriend!" but I just couldn't bring myself to do it! It just never seemed like the right time, and I just felt...stupid. Lol. I dunno why. But he drove me home, and helped me carry all my stuff inside. I was incredibly sore from the accident. My back and neck still hurt like hell actually. And I had to go to work that night! It was awful. So when I got home from work, I sent him this message on myspace:
"Hey, I just got home like 10 minutes ago. I had a really horrible night at work. ((Sigh)) I felt like shit all night, not to mention i was exhausted. but...at least it's over. anyways um...i don't really know how to say this, it seems so weird, but here goes. I think you're really beautiful and I feel really warm when I'm around you and my tongue swells up... Lol, jk...that was a quote from Elf, in case you didn't know. Basically, what i'm saying is, i like you. lol. and i've decided not to let the labels bother me so much. so i guess, you can refer to me as whatever you like, but consider this your written notice of commitment. lol. and if you're not doing anything tomorrow, perhaps we can hang out, cuz i don't work till 10. although, i don't have anything to drive. lol. i'll just call you when i get up.
i'm going to bed now.
Goodnight, Boyfriend ;)"
So when I woke up the next morning, I was really anxious to call him! But I checked my myspace first, to see if he'd written back, only to find that he hadn't even read my message yet! So I didn't wanna call him yet. Lol. Finally, at like 4pm, he wrote back.
"Lol well thats good. I am definitely better at knowing the boundaries in a committed relationship. Plus thats what I wanted anyway. Well I am in Spring so if youre up go ahead and give me a call."
I did call him, but it was too late for us to hang out since Spring is still a good 40 minutes away from my house. But we have plans to hang out tomorrow, and I'm feeling a lot better now that I've slept, and I'm getting over the soreness from the accident.
I told Cecilia about us. She said she "saw it coming". But she definitely wasn't thrilled. Although, I really can't blame her, what with the horrible triangle that we were in a few years back when she and BJ dated. But this is different because BJ is actually my boyfriend. But I don't have to worry, because Cecilia and I will always be best friends no matter what, and we have no problems being open and honest with each other.
Well, it is now 6 in the morning and I have yet to go to sleep! Lol. I went and ate with Bethany and Tugg after work. So I'm gonna go to sleep, but I'll keep you all updated!
Oh, and I wish everyone a Happy Easter!!
Demetri Of The Day:
“People and squirrels are very different. Most people will not argue that. But I find that there is one situation in which they’re very similar. And that is: when I am driving towards them in my car. Then they’re kind of hard to tell apart… Especially if the human is kind of hairy.”
So I'm driving along on the only main road that goes through campus, and past all three of Huntsville's bars, and the speed limit is 35. I always go the speed limit there too, because the cops are ridiculous. Well, suddenly the guy right in front of me swerves into the right lane, because the car in front of him, was apparently slowing down to turn. Well, since there's no turn lane, the guy in front of me didn't wanna slow down to wait for this guy to turn, so instead, he gets over, leaving me with exactly 2 seconds to stop! I slammed on my brakes, but it wasn't soon enough, and my poor, beloved car, goes smashing head on into the now stopped, Focus hatchback in front of me. I was in such shock that I literally sat there and just stared at what used to be the front of my car, for about 5 minutes. Then some guy from the patio of the bar across the street came running over and opened my door.
"Hey, are you ok??" he asked.
I could only stare at him, nod my head and mumble something unintelligible. My hands were shaking uncontrollably, and I could feel a red, seatbelt burn forming on my chest. I was afraid to get out and actually look at my car. I already knew it was bad. I loved that car! I mean I've only been driving it for a month! I clumsily got out, to a throng of staring people. I thought this must be the most excitement anyone had had all month.
Things were kind of a blur after that. The guys in the car I hit were ok. There was barely even a dent in his bumper. My car was destroyed. A police officer showed up. He was really nice, but still wrote me a ticket. Then the tow truck came. I called my parents. My mom freaked out on me. She started going on and on about how irresponsible I am, and how I'm always just "running off" to different cities. My dad just kept saying how much time and money he spent fixing that car up for me. I couldn't even really defend myself to either of them. I was just so upset! And disappointed, and still in shock. I had no one to call. BJ's phone was still off and I didn't have any of his friends' numbers. So I called the only other person I know in Huntsville: Emma.
Emma and I used to be best friends. I mean we were like sisters. And I had called her the day before to tell her I was coming into town and see if she wanted to catch up, but of course she didn't answer. So I wasn't surprised when she didn't answer my call again. So I sent her a text, begging her to call, and telling her it was kind of an emergency. The first thing she wrote to me was "I can't. I'm in class." So I told her I'd been in a wreck, and then she offered to pick me up. I waited inside the Wendy's for at least an hour.
When she finally came to pick me up, she offered no condolences, no small talk, no...nothing! She pretty much acted like I was a complete stranger! I mean, no matter how much we may have drifted apart in the last couple years, I still consider her a good friend! If she had been in my situation, I would have dropped everything! I mean I will always be there for her, if she ever needs me. But she just made me feel like I was totally inconveniencing her! ((Sigh))
Well, I had her drive me back to BJ's apartment. I got in his bed and just cried. I hadn't cried yet because first I had to talk to the cops, then my parents, then the tow truck guy, then Emma... So finally I just couldn't hold it in anymore. And then BJ came home.
"You're never gonna believe what just happened to me." I said.
"What??" he asked.
I told him the whole story, and he immediately hugged me, and asked if I was alright, and told me everything would be fine. He even offered to drive me home. He was just so sweet, and made me feel so much better. I couldn't have asked for anything more.
That night, we went to his fraternity's St. Patty's Day party. And we had so much fun! It was such a relief to forget about all my troubles and just...drink and have a good time. I met everyone, and I took tons of pictures! Afterwards, we laid in his bed and talked. I told him about how I'm scared to give up my freedom, and how I've just gotten used to being on my own, but I that I really like him. And he said it was ok and to take my time. Eventually we fell asleep, but I can't remember when.
The next day, I wanted to tell him "Yes! Ok! I wanna be your girlfriend!" but I just couldn't bring myself to do it! It just never seemed like the right time, and I just felt...stupid. Lol. I dunno why. But he drove me home, and helped me carry all my stuff inside. I was incredibly sore from the accident. My back and neck still hurt like hell actually. And I had to go to work that night! It was awful. So when I got home from work, I sent him this message on myspace:
"Hey, I just got home like 10 minutes ago. I had a really horrible night at work. ((Sigh)) I felt like shit all night, not to mention i was exhausted. but...at least it's over. anyways um...i don't really know how to say this, it seems so weird, but here goes. I think you're really beautiful and I feel really warm when I'm around you and my tongue swells up... Lol, jk...that was a quote from Elf, in case you didn't know. Basically, what i'm saying is, i like you. lol. and i've decided not to let the labels bother me so much. so i guess, you can refer to me as whatever you like, but consider this your written notice of commitment. lol. and if you're not doing anything tomorrow, perhaps we can hang out, cuz i don't work till 10. although, i don't have anything to drive. lol. i'll just call you when i get up.
i'm going to bed now.
Goodnight, Boyfriend ;)"
So when I woke up the next morning, I was really anxious to call him! But I checked my myspace first, to see if he'd written back, only to find that he hadn't even read my message yet! So I didn't wanna call him yet. Lol. Finally, at like 4pm, he wrote back.
"Lol well thats good. I am definitely better at knowing the boundaries in a committed relationship. Plus thats what I wanted anyway. Well I am in Spring so if youre up go ahead and give me a call."
I did call him, but it was too late for us to hang out since Spring is still a good 40 minutes away from my house. But we have plans to hang out tomorrow, and I'm feeling a lot better now that I've slept, and I'm getting over the soreness from the accident.
I told Cecilia about us. She said she "saw it coming". But she definitely wasn't thrilled. Although, I really can't blame her, what with the horrible triangle that we were in a few years back when she and BJ dated. But this is different because BJ is actually my boyfriend. But I don't have to worry, because Cecilia and I will always be best friends no matter what, and we have no problems being open and honest with each other.
Well, it is now 6 in the morning and I have yet to go to sleep! Lol. I went and ate with Bethany and Tugg after work. So I'm gonna go to sleep, but I'll keep you all updated!
Oh, and I wish everyone a Happy Easter!!
Demetri Of The Day:
“People and squirrels are very different. Most people will not argue that. But I find that there is one situation in which they’re very similar. And that is: when I am driving towards them in my car. Then they’re kind of hard to tell apart… Especially if the human is kind of hairy.”
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
The Waiting Game...
Ok, so apparently I've been completely misjudging Vette Guy's actions.
Or have I?
I got this email yesterday:
"Hey. So on Saturday I got in a wreck on 59 coming home @ 6pm or so. The vette is totaled and I was arrested for DWI – I blew a .10 (legal is .08), I literally had 4 beers over the afternoon. Just wanted to let you know that I’m totally not ignoring you or anything, but my phone is toast as well and I don’t have any numbers or anyway to get in contact with anyone. I feel like such a piece of shit, just sooo broken. I think this is the first time in my life that I don’t know what to do, how to do it or where to start. Anyways, you can call and leave a vm, I’ll call back as soon as I get it, or email me. I’m soo sorry…"
(P.S. Saturday is the day after I last saw him!)
I honestly have NO idea what to make of this! I mean, I suppose I believe him, but I wrote him back, told him I was glad he's ok and not to worry; everything will work out. And I got up this morning expecting a response, because I know he checks his email when he gets to work, but nothing. No email.
So here I am, waiting, again. ((sigh))
Why do I have so much trouble reading this guy?? I can't tell if he's genuinely interested, or if he's just playing me. And it's driving me nuts. GRRRR!!
Also, me being the online stalker that I am, found his blog page on myspace. He told me before he didn't have a myspace page, and technically he doesn't, because all it is is blogs, but still...
Anyway, I read a few of them. The last one was posted in 2006 though so I can't really set much stock by them. But he definitely had a girlfriend in his last post! I guess I just really wanna figure him out, ya know?? Why does he have to be so mysterious all the time?! Why can't he just TELL me what what he wants??
Why are men always so evasive and ambiguous??
Or have I?
I got this email yesterday:
"Hey. So on Saturday I got in a wreck on 59 coming home @ 6pm or so. The vette is totaled and I was arrested for DWI – I blew a .10 (legal is .08), I literally had 4 beers over the afternoon. Just wanted to let you know that I’m totally not ignoring you or anything, but my phone is toast as well and I don’t have any numbers or anyway to get in contact with anyone. I feel like such a piece of shit, just sooo broken. I think this is the first time in my life that I don’t know what to do, how to do it or where to start. Anyways, you can call and leave a vm, I’ll call back as soon as I get it, or email me. I’m soo sorry…"
(P.S. Saturday is the day after I last saw him!)
I honestly have NO idea what to make of this! I mean, I suppose I believe him, but I wrote him back, told him I was glad he's ok and not to worry; everything will work out. And I got up this morning expecting a response, because I know he checks his email when he gets to work, but nothing. No email.
So here I am, waiting, again. ((sigh))
Why do I have so much trouble reading this guy?? I can't tell if he's genuinely interested, or if he's just playing me. And it's driving me nuts. GRRRR!!
Also, me being the online stalker that I am, found his blog page on myspace. He told me before he didn't have a myspace page, and technically he doesn't, because all it is is blogs, but still...
Anyway, I read a few of them. The last one was posted in 2006 though so I can't really set much stock by them. But he definitely had a girlfriend in his last post! I guess I just really wanna figure him out, ya know?? Why does he have to be so mysterious all the time?! Why can't he just TELL me what what he wants??
Why are men always so evasive and ambiguous??
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