We planned to finish Matrix marathoning tonight, but instead, on my way to pick up Jenny, I was a complete moron and rear-ended a car. I didn't damage the other car too bad, but uh... I totally trashed the front of mine. (And my attention was diverted by fiddling with my
cell phone of all things. Jesus Christ, how much of a typical kidbrat retard am I?)
( Photos. )Other than, you know, having gotten into a car accident that was actually totally my fault (unlike the parking lot "accident" from last year), this upcoming three-day weekend is the three-day weekend that I planned to drive up to Santa Barbara and hang out with Court. I compared the train ticket prices to the gas prices I'd be spending, and it'd actually be cheaper to take the train, so I could still go, but... kind of a hassle, and we wouldn't be able to go out and do stuff like we'd planned. Also wouldn't be able to do THE AMAZING RACE with Andrew, but... yeah, I guess I'll take the train if the car hasn't been fixed by Friday (and I doubt it will be).
Baaaah. D: I freaked out during the crash, but I'm okay now. Could have been worse and no one got hurt, I guess. Still, augh, such irresponsibility on my part and I feel terrible that my parents are going to have to pay the $500 deductible, even if it's not like we can't afford it or anything. Again, NEEDS JOB, but I just can't realistically look for one when I'm about to start school again. I'll have enough of a hard time not falling flat on my face as is.
Oh, yeah, right, and I just happen to be starting school at SMC this week, so... god, such bad timing to fuck up my car. D: adgfasaslfa