it started like any other day: woke up, bad hair day, was late to seminary, the usual. driving from seminary to school is easily one of the worst parts of my day. its so crowded, teenagers dont know how to drive (obviously) and all that junk.
so we're sitting at a red light (sahara and el camino if you want the specifics) and the car in front of me scooted forward a little bit, and i thought for her to be scooting up, the light must have turned green so what do i do?
i wasnt looking. i think i was skipping a song on my ipod but i cant even remember. all i know is i heard mitchell scream "ASHLEY, STOP!!" so i look up, proclaim my thoughts in some profanic word choices, and my car is in Jessica Leavitt's butt. not literally.
her car got a bunch of little scratches and a big crack (i will be replacing the bumper).. and mine? well just take a look...
thats what i get. hopefully this experience will make me a more cautious driver. on my way home i stopped like 10 feet behind each car hahaha.
it's alright i guess. luckily i was blessed with amazing, understanding parents. they came and comforted me this morning right after it happened. i am just so grateful that no one got hurt.
its crazy how fast word travels among highschoolers. i was 30 minutes late to first period and by the time i walked in, everyone already knew. how does that happen? text messaging? dont people have anything better to do than text each other about my mistakes? sure, i like attention but not when it's about something stupid i did. i already feel horrible about it and now i get to hear fun comments in the halls from others who weren't even involved. luckily my good friend Russell was in the mood for Cafe Rio after school. it definitely makes life a little better :). another fun surprise was after school i arrived in the parking lot to find a small group of people examining the front of my car.
no, that didnt make me feel stupid at all.
not at all...