Wear your seatbelt kids!

Listening to: Maroon 5- in my head
Feeling: apologetic
Today my head hurts really bad. I don't know why. Hmmm... It was a really long day. Therefore it wasn't that great. Yesterday completely sucked. I was really tired and at school and I don't like being there in the first place but especially not when I'm tired. First period is always boring and I hate it, same with second period, third period I hate more than any class I've ever been in I couldn't get the stupid bows to look right which made everything else look bad and it sucked and I got all made and eventually just quit, fourth period is math...enough said there. After school I was on my way home and I ran a red light got hit by a van and got spun around. No one was hurt but I was really pissed and all upset and stuff. I was really worried about Chris (my brother) hating me more than he already does now because it's his car. He didn't say anything but that doesn't mean he won't. I know he will. He's really been being a bitch lately to everyone. Anyhow the end results are as follows: The back driver side rim is in pieces and the tire is (of course) flat, the front driver side tire is flat, the back axel is most likely really fucked up, and there's a dent behind the passenger side door. I don't know how big I didn't wanna look at it. Ceecee took a picture of it and I looked at it, but you can't really make out how bad it really is I'm sure. I feel really bad that all that happened to Chris' car, but there's not much I can do about it. Other than pay for it, which I will somehow, and I have yet another ticket to add to the collection. That makes 3 tickets and 2 warnings and I haven't been driving an entire year yet. I'm just happy that no one was hurt or anything. It hit on the side Ceecee was on so I'm really greatful the lady didn't hit us harder or a little sooner. I don't know what might have happened. It's all cool though. Ceecee is fine she was a bit shook up at first. I don't feel much like typing anymore.
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