last night, i drove hom and i picked up my friend at her house so she could sleepover at mine. we were so close to making it home. there was just a ton of traffic in adams morgan. everything was creeping and i thought i had a lot of room in front of me so i looked over at something on the sidewalk and then the next thing i knew, i hit the SUV ahead of me. a diplomat no less. i backed up and put in park wit my flashers on and he did the same and got out. i got semi out and asked "are you ok?!"
nothing. he kept looking at his car besides giving me the dirtiest look in the world.
"are you ok?!" i wanted a fuckin answer. "do you need my information??"
still nothing. finally he muttered something and was heading back to his car. "wat?" i was confused and starting to hurt.
"you're free to go. there was no damage to my car so you're free to go" and he sped off. no joke.
i thought i had whiplash but i dont know, my muscles in my back and neck hurt a little bit, nothing some medicine wont fix. rachel kept comforting me and i texted like everyone i knew about it. i felt so bad about it. i still do.
"welcome home" essien texted me sarcastically. i wish it hadnt been that bad of a welcome...
my poor car needs to get the whole front fixed and i wont have a car at college now, but thankfully, that's the least of our worried. my friend and i werent hurt and now insurance doesnt have to pay for both my car and the other one.
just glad it happened close to home.
and now...i need to help shannan wit her issue...
and i'm wondering if taking a break from love would be a good idea...i cant deal wit it now and i think i'm too insecure for it...i guess we'll see...