I suppose you could say it was long overdue...

So, today i fucking hit a car. It wasn't a big accident as car accidents go, but anytime you hit your car against anything it's not hugs and puppies. I say long overdue because I've been driving for a few years now and never hit anything, most people i know have had at least a small fender bender, so it was inevitable.

So, here we are, my brother, me and my sister, going home from school and getting something to eat. I stop at the stop sign, look and then go and the next thing i know i hear a horn honk, and bam, there's this fucking car in front of me and i slam on the brake but its too late, i bump the car. I hit the right rear end of her car with the left front fender of my car. I was like "shit" and then got my insurance stuff. She had already gotten out of her car and was walking around it checking for damage. I was dying inside.

I got out, saw the like foot and half long scrape on my front fender and then crossed the street to go talk to her. She came up and said, "Well i dont have any damage, it's ok, i think that's yours (she pointed to my fucking license plate in the middle of the street, (luckily it was a residential street, not super busy) and then turned around and got back in her car. I got my license plate and walked back to my beautiful, and now blemished car. I was so fucking pissed. Everyone was ok, except it turned out my stupid ass sister wasn't wearing a seat belt and ended up scratching her leg somehow and there's a bruise on her calf now.

Anyway, i was so glad the lady didn't ask for my insurance info and all that, because then i would have been screwed. I mean i have full coverage but that shit is just something i didn't want to have to deal with. Anyway, i tried to think of scenario that could place the blame on someone else but then i just decided that there was nothing i could think of that would sound plausible and just had to go with the truth. Luckily, i had just left the stop sign after coming to a complete stop, so i wasn't going fast at all and i was able to brake slightly before impact so that's why i say bump and not crash, semantics, my friend, all semantics.

Anyway, i called my dad when i got home, he's out of town right now for work again, and told him what had happened. He was as i knew he would be, calm and reassuring about the whole situation. He told me it wouldn't even be something we would report to the insurance company because it wouldn't be covered by the deductables but that if it was just the front fender we could get it painted for around $100. So I'll pay for that, my dad said i won't, he will, but it was my fault so i want to pay for it.

I'm just glad it wasn't worse and I'm so glad my brother and sister were ok and that William wasn't with us as he so often is. I feel awful that i was wreckless like that with my brother in the car. I know people say this all the time, but the car just seemed to come out of nowhere because i looked and then went and bam it was there. It sucks because my car is so beautiful and it pains me to look at it with a big black scape on it now but it will get fixed and be beautiful again and luckily my mom and dad were cool and realized that it wasn't something to freak out on me about.

In other news, today my boss was a complete and total bitch. She was like seriously PMSing or something. Usually she's totally cool and we talk and laugh about stuff together, today, not sure if it was cuz i asked for tomorrow off so i could do the "Suess on the Loose" thing with my brother at his school in the afternoon, or what, but she was just generally unpleasant today. Oh well, they don't own me and my brother is more important anyday.

Right now William is going crazy, running around everywhere and chasing invisible things. I love him.

Baseball practice has started again for my brother!!! I love baseball season for him. I love the practices and the games and the general excitement around it all. After a while, they get to be a bit much sometimes, but that's rare and for the most part we all love it. I love that he's so good at baseball. It makes me glad that he's one of the best out there and that when he goes up to bat or when he's playing first base i can rest easy knowing that 98% of the time he's gonna do a damn good job.

Well, i suppose that's all for now. Damn, when i post a bit more frequently it really does make me look like a loser lol, cuz then i don't have near as much to fill a post. Oh well, I am what i am.

"Then it comes to you how it all slips away
Youth and beauty are gone one day
No matter what you dream or feel or say
It ends in dust and disarray

Like wind on the plains, sand through the glass
Waves rolling in with the tide
Dreams die hard and we watch them erode
But we cannot be denied
The fire inside" "The Fire Inside" by Bob Seger

So fucking sad, but so true.
Night.