...day by day...

     Honestly, if it’s 2am and you have to wake up in less than 6hrs for a class but you find the need to blog about a horrible roommate, there’s a B I G problem.

     Never, ever, EVERsign a lease with a psychopath (unless you were’nt aware of this prior to signing. But still…no exuses).

Things you should look at when choosing a roommate:

1) Their current situation.

     Are they in good living conditions now? Basically, does their current place look like shit and not kept up. Simple.

2) Whether or not they have an EDUCATION!!!

     I stress this because when you do agree with them, which you will eventually, you need to be able to sit down and have an intelligent discussion without voices of an unnecessary volume and meaning.

3) How they treat their other “loved ones”.

     If they get easily frustrated with their so-called loved ones or family, chances are, it will happen with you too. The way the express their anger according to maturity, level, and control is a big part too. If they yell and whine with them, you’ll get that end of the stick too. You’re not special. At least not in this case.

4) How their attitude is in general.

     Are they positive or negative? Whether they are being serious or joking, their attitude is a major factor when deciding to living with them. If they are joking around about negative things, or are being overly sarcastic, chances are, you are getting a glimpse of what they really are like. No one likes a sour puss who whines and hates the things around them, everything,  the world. Who wants that? (besides them, I mean). Remember, just because other people hate the world and are miserable, doesn’t mean you should be too. :)

To most likely be continued.

*Note: The stupidity never ends, so neither will this blog topic.

fuckyeahad:

Ladies and gentlemen, a magician named “Gob.”

                 Friday night was my first major accident.

     No matter how many people tell me it wasn’t my fault, I cant help but still feel guilty or at least let the “what ifs” run through my head.

      Here’s what happened:

      So my friend and I were leaving a high school football game (We are Alumni from this school) to go to Universal Studios Hollywood Horror Nights. We left right before half time because we wanted to get there reasonably early so we didn’t have to wait in TOO many long lines. We got in my car and I turned right onto the street to get into the left hand lane to get onto the 405. Of course, it’s a horrible intersection. Funny thing was, earlier that day I was telling my friend I would have let her drive since she just got her permit but we would have to drive through that intersection and it is dangerous. Maybe I jynxed it or something.

     I got into the left hand turning lane. It was around 7:45 pm and it was already dark. I pulled forward into the intersection because it was a green and I waited for all the cars to clear. Everything was fine. We were listening to music and my friend was texting and we were excited. Once I saw all the cars had cleared, the light turned yellow and I began my turn. The next thing that happend was within a 5 second time span and it’s honestly a blur. I heard my friend scream my name in a most terrifying way and then it hit me. I heard a loud crunch and my face was slammed and my head it the back of my seat. So many things happened at once that I honestly can’t recall them all. Brown smoke filled my car and my head was spinning. I couldn’t breathe and I knew my friend and I had to get out of the car. I began yelling, “Get out of the car! Get out of the car!”. I turned of the car (I can’t even remember if it was on at this point) and I put the car in park, or vise versa. I went to open my door and it wouldn’t open. I pushed and pushed and I could hear the crunch of metal the harder I pushed. Honestly, I was terrified of my car blowing up. I managed to open it and much as I could and I squeezed out. I stumbled out into the street and my head was still spinning.

     I looked over to my friend and she was crying and her eye was shut and beginning to swell. I walked over to her while we were still in the center of the intersection and I looked at her eye closely. She didn’t look like she was in need of any urgent care and I didn’t think I was either. We were crying and we stumbled to the side of the road. That’s when I noticed my whole body hurting. I was limping and I couldn’t get the feeling of pressure off of my head. I denied the need for an ambulance because I didn’t think it was necessary.

     I sat down on the grass accross the street and looked at my car. It was totalled. I knew it just from looking at it. Glass littered the street and liquid was leaking from my car. I shook my head and refused to grasp that I was car-less and there was no change for my car to get fixed. I asked the police officer anyways and he said it looked irrepairable.

     The next hour was a blur: Information was exchanged, my car was towed, phone calls were made, and there was a lot of crying and I was taken to the hospital. What was I supposed to do about getting to work and back? I had saved up for this car and bought it and was so proud of it. In 10 seconds or less, it was gone.

     When I walked away from the crash, it wasn’t until later I noticed what really hurt. My leg was throbbing, my arm hurt, I had a mark on my neck from the seatbelt, my back and neck felt like I was smashed between two heavy objects and I couldn’t move my finger. At the hospital I couldn’t stop crying. I kept hearing my friend’s scream over and over in my head as well as the image of the airbag smashing in my face. I felt like I was honestly traumatized. I got xrays done of my chest and leg. Nothing was broken, but I was severely bruised and had a bad case of whiplash.

     It’s a few days later and I still cry randomly when I think about how lucky I am. Eveyone keeps telling me how lucky I am to not have worse injuries, let alone be alive. I’m tired of hearing that but it’s true. The damage to my car was so bad my friend and I could have been killed. In the case of how it happened and who’s fault it was, it was technically the other driver’s but it can’t be proven. The reason I didn’t see her was because her lights weren’t on but there are no witnesses to prove it. So I’m stuck with no car and injuries that won’t be paid for with my insurance. The other person didn’t even have insurance but my insurance is paying for her damages and injuries. (She had no injuries.)

     My neck is still killing me and I have a constant headache. The mark is still on my chest but it is fading. However, my bruising is terrible. It hurts to laugh, sneeze, or cough. My back is sore to the lightest touch as well as my chest.

                                                                                             

      My legs look like they were beaten up with a baseball bat because the bruises are so bad and the size of golf balls. The swelling has gone down but the pain is still raw. Everytime I look to the right, a pain shoots up my neck and behind my eye and I still feel slightly dizzy. They say it’s from the whiplash and there’s nothing I can really do about it.

     If you are a driver and think that you are immune to this or that it won’t happen, you’re wrong because it can. If you think that you can speed, or try and get through the yellow, or write a small text while driving, anything can happen. If I wasn’t doing any of that and all of this happened to me so quickly, it can honestly happen to anyone. I really hope you don’t have to go through what me or my friend did because it doesn’t just happen and go away. I will always remember this and I will always see that airbag or hear my friend’s scream.