Car Accident

Pretty crazy day today. This goes along with my fool (full) moon entry. And while Bryan believes that "I'll survive," this morning I saw my life flash before my tired eyes as a car flew through the air towards me while I was sitting and waiting for the campus shuttle bus. If only it had happened (or been as comical) as the posted picture. I almost didn't survive okay Bryan! :) This is the story: A girl had pulled out of one of the student parking lots, taking a left turn and failed to yield to oncoming traffic (this was the corner we were sitting on). She slammed into the side of a red pathfinder with such force that it spun around, in effect hitting a van. The Pathfinder spun toward us and the driver overcorrected causing the vehicle to tip and start to fall towards us on the bench. We jumped out of the way, but the Pathfinder regained balance and slammed down on all four wheels. Immidiately, the girl and I ran to help those involved in the accident, and to call the police. They came and we had to give our statements. Luckily, the Pathfinder didn't tip because both the girl and I would not have been able to get out of the way fast enough. It was crazy and I had quite an adreneline rush as I continued to class 30mins late.

Once out of class, I felt less shaken and proceeded to my car. I arrived, and to make my day that much better, my car had been booted! In order for me to get the boot off it would cost me $235. I didn't have my parking permit up because my family borrowed my car over the weekend and took it down. I was in such a hurry to get to class earlier that I didn't notice that it wasn't up. Evidently, there were also a couple of violations in my past that I hadn't quite taken care of either (I was in Germany...). I had to wait for a half-hour before anyone arrived to take the boot off. Had to use my credit card to pay the fine. And had to face the embarrassment of having the attendant and onlooking students watch me cry as I had a nervous breakdown (too much adreneline earlier). I decided that I needed to go home and just go back to bed. I pulled the covers over my head and wished that my horrible day would end.

On the bright side, my mom came over with chocolate, Weedmox and a twizzler stem (I would say flowers, but there were no blossoms) arrangement in a vase. I was cheered a little bit, but will really be glad to start a new, hopefully less dramatic day tomorrow.

Arrgggh

I swear it is a full, bloody, heartless moon or something (but it isn't literally). I need another Germany getaway. It's been a pretty bad week...

Always a Bridesmaid

Today was quite eventful. While it may have been a Saturday, and all of my inner devil-consciousness was screaming at me to sleep in, I woke up early so that I could clean. I cleaned my very neglected kitchen. I cleaned my messy room. And I cleaned my livingroom. There was too much dust! It has been ages since I have really been able to deep clean like that. Unfortunately, I was unable to complete the bathroom, and it seemed that almost instantaneously my kitchen was a mess again. Why, oh why do I have to eat?! The carpet cleaners came and even cleaned my carpet. As I began to finally relax and begin a movie with my boyfriend, I received a call from Ashley to meet her and my mother at Trolley Square. I was reluctant to oblige them, but they had really tried earlier to get me to come out, and I would not. I finally caved and met my sister at the mall.

They were trying on dresses. Ashley was obviously stressed out and had a guilty look on her face when I got there. This was because she had already picked out her bridesmaid dresses and had us pay for them, but had decided that she liked the ones in this store better than the others (so did I). We tried on many dresses, and found the perfect ones. This was the time when Ashley just about had a nervous breakdown because she didn't want to cause trouble with her bridesmaids, nor her future inlaws. We (my mom, the sales-lady, and I) all tried to let her know that even though people may be upset that it is her wedding and that really, no one should let her feel like she can't have her way. Of course, there are many other things that factor in like money and availability of dress sizes, but still, it seems like while these things figure in, it is (hopefully) the one and only time that someone gets married. There may be negative drawbacks, but things should happen the way that Ashley wants.

On the plus side, I did get my dress. It is beautiful, and different from the other bridesmaids because I am the maid of honor. They are all probably going to think that I brainwashed Ashley into letting me have my own different dress, but I don't care. She is my sister, and it is what she wants, and this is what she decided (regardless of what I thought). Above is a picture of my dress. There will be a shawl/jacket added so that I am modest. Also, the pic isn't that great (it isn't me of course :)) so you can't see the beading or anything, but I love it! Now we just have to worry about the other dresses :(