my head hurts..
Mar. 18th, 2003 12:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
transomwhiplassToday started out with promise. I have no cavities.. woo! Hardly a celebration. My day took a really bad turn after that.
After lunch, Anthony wanted to go to Best Buy. I had no real interest, but of course "birthday boy" got his demand. I didn't want to go, I didn't want to drive. However, we were already out and I just said, "oh sure fine." Why didn't I just go home.
I saw the parking space a tad to small because the SUV parked next to it was over the line about 3 inches. I figured I could still make it. My grandma was there and I didn't want to make her walk, the space was the first one after the handicapped cars. I started to pull in and realized I didn't have enough room, my hand was on the gear when I heard the heart stopping crunch. I think I was clinically dead for all of one second right there. It wasn't even really a scrape, I did more damage to our car (broke the plastic that covers the headlight). My first fender bender. I drove around to the back of the line to park *in safety* like my mom told me too. Unfortunately some bitchy woman saw, and started squawking at my mom "DO YOU KNOW IT'S ILLEGAL TO LEAVE THE SITE OF AN ACCIDENT.. BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!" My mom cooly explained we were parking out of the way of traffic in order to inspect the damage. There wasn't anything there except for what looked like a rubber friction mark, but I guess there was a scratch. We went in where the greeter asked us if our car had been hit, etc. etc. Basically I moped to the back where I proceeded in crying my eyes out. Oh, and it got better when the police man came and asked me who was driving, I just said I needed to find my mom. My mom took care of it, she actually knows the lady who owns the car and they are going to pay for it without the insurance.
I feel like such shit you would never believe. I never want to drive again, I don't even want to touch the keys. I went home and fell asleep for several hours, I just feel like dying. I feel horrible and stupid. It wouldn't have been so bad if not for that squawking woman and the officer. I'm so paranoid about stuff and I always jump to worst case scenario. Like, what if that lady told the cop we were "fleeing the scene" and then he asked me for my liscence (which I didn't have on me) and then I got a ticket or arrested or my mom flipped out and she got arrested. Basically I cried a lot today. I have a roaring headache but no desire to sleep thanks to a 6 hour nap. Maybe I'm a drama queen but I feel severly traumatized.
After lunch, Anthony wanted to go to Best Buy. I had no real interest, but of course "birthday boy" got his demand. I didn't want to go, I didn't want to drive. However, we were already out and I just said, "oh sure fine." Why didn't I just go home.
I saw the parking space a tad to small because the SUV parked next to it was over the line about 3 inches. I figured I could still make it. My grandma was there and I didn't want to make her walk, the space was the first one after the handicapped cars. I started to pull in and realized I didn't have enough room, my hand was on the gear when I heard the heart stopping crunch. I think I was clinically dead for all of one second right there. It wasn't even really a scrape, I did more damage to our car (broke the plastic that covers the headlight). My first fender bender. I drove around to the back of the line to park *in safety* like my mom told me too. Unfortunately some bitchy woman saw, and started squawking at my mom "DO YOU KNOW IT'S ILLEGAL TO LEAVE THE SITE OF AN ACCIDENT.. BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!" My mom cooly explained we were parking out of the way of traffic in order to inspect the damage. There wasn't anything there except for what looked like a rubber friction mark, but I guess there was a scratch. We went in where the greeter asked us if our car had been hit, etc. etc. Basically I moped to the back where I proceeded in crying my eyes out. Oh, and it got better when the police man came and asked me who was driving, I just said I needed to find my mom. My mom took care of it, she actually knows the lady who owns the car and they are going to pay for it without the insurance.
I feel like such shit you would never believe. I never want to drive again, I don't even want to touch the keys. I went home and fell asleep for several hours, I just feel like dying. I feel horrible and stupid. It wouldn't have been so bad if not for that squawking woman and the officer. I'm so paranoid about stuff and I always jump to worst case scenario. Like, what if that lady told the cop we were "fleeing the scene" and then he asked me for my liscence (which I didn't have on me) and then I got a ticket or arrested or my mom flipped out and she got arrested. Basically I cried a lot today. I have a roaring headache but no desire to sleep thanks to a 6 hour nap. Maybe I'm a drama queen but I feel severly traumatized.
