So, I guess I need to write about this so I can stop telling every single person what happened, cause the story gets shorter and shorter everytime cause I hate typing long things. Anyways, yesterday I wanted to go get my eyebrow pierced after work. Two things happened. First of all, when I was eating lunch, pizza and chocolate milk, my eye suddenly swelled up and like swelled shut in like two minutes flat, but other than that I was fine. Talked to a pharmacist who looked creeped out by the fact that the hunchback of notre dam was living in my eye. He said I must be allergic to pizza. Bull? But that was the eye I was gonna get pierced on. However, it had healed up by the time five rolled around. You know, the five o'clock with rush hour traffic? In tenth grade english this is known as foreshadowing.

      It's five, I'm driving up the parkway to pick up Chris to go to Black and Blue. I'm driving behind a truck, not tail gating at all, between the Mostar and Northfield exits, in the Southbound lane, when like all of the sudden, the truck in front of my whips into the right lane, before I know it there's a huge truck stopped dead in my lane. I can't get into the right lane cause there's cars everywhere. Slam on the breaks and rear-end the guy doing like probably around eighty. That fuckin' hurt. My car was totally powerless, couldn't drive off the road or anything, so I just had to sit there for a couple minutes, trying to figure out what the hell just happened. My car door shut so I had to crawl through the back. Finally got out, surveryed the scene. There were five cars. Two had hit a deer up the road, and I think the truck I had hit was going to put on his warning lights or something for them. I actually don't know what the hell he was doing. He was like a few hundred feet behind the other cars, just sitting in my lane. No warning lights or anything. Not that I would have been able to see them anyways, I was behind a BIG truck.

      So um, my car was totally by far the worst. The other guy just kinda drove into the ditch and then left right away. Nobody stopped to see if we were ok, some people just slowed down and gawked at us. Everyone was waiting together. A woman and a guy hit the deer, and there were three guys in the truck I hit. They were really nice and saw the truck in front of me swerve suddenly so I guess they knew there wasn't much I could've done. Um, anyways, so my entire front end was crumped and the hood was torn in two all the way up to the window. Glass and battery fluid everywhere. Not a pretty scene. Anyways, I called the cops and had them come down, and called my parents and they came down too. Everything was going fine and then I could barely hold my head up anymore and it hurt like a bitch and I wanted to throw up, so the cop called an ambulance and I had to to be put on a spineboard and whatnot, driven to the hospital in the ambulance. It was quite umcomfortable. But it rocked, cause the ambulance attendent and I talked about my school and his work.

      As it turns out, I will probably only be waiting about three years before I get into a major station (not seven, like Derek told us) and that I will be working full time hours by then as well. He told me not to volunteer with St. John Ambulance, and that I should just go on ride-a-longs once a week with them. It was very very cool. Oh, and I did a dumb thing. Does the '92 Tercel have a driver's side airbag? Cause I pried the front door open and was trying to get out some stuff, and I was thinking afterwards that you're not supposed to do that cause if the airbag goes off suddenly and you're in the wrong position, it can totally kill you etc.

      Right, so waited around at the hospital for about an hour. Doctor came in, told me I had pretty bad whiplash and I was probably gonna be feeling like shit for the next little while. Bruising from the seatbelts etc. My neck's a little sore and my mom doesn't want me to go boarding. I say it depends on how I feel on Friday if I go or not. Today I'm still sore, I would compare it to how you feel after your first day of boarding in a season... actually it's probably not that bad hahaha. I tend to hurt myself... anyways so I don't think God wanted me to get my eyebrow pierced cause... yeah that didn't happen. I kinda want to do it today but I'm afriad a frickin' airplane will land on me or something terrible.

      So, that was car accident number two this year. We have an appointment with ICBC on Tuesday, then I guess it's shopping for a car again. Anybody got any ideas? under $6000 is what I'm going for. Mid nineties... my parents are pushing for another Toyota. And hey, why not? I totalled both my tercels in five months, and walked away from both of them. Sick. I'll post pictures of the car later. It's pretty sick. Leave me a message saying you're glad I didn't die or something. Or an offer to be my chauffer.
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