It would happen to me

So on the last day of school (last final and exit exam), I decided to take a break in between the tests that had to be taken and go grab something to eat. It was about 9:00, so I had about an hour before I had to be in the Sociology office. I was going to cheat and get some fattening biscuit or something. I pulled out of my awesome parking spot (that I was oh so proud of because parking is hard to come by) and slowly started to drive out of the parking lot. Out of no where.... BOOOM! I freaked out because I thought I had hit someone's tail gait or something. I got out of my car to find that someone's two door silver Chevy Cavalier hit my passenger doors. Ugh... It had to be me and it had to be today.

The guy seemed young. The first thing out of his mouth was "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry, this is completely my fault." I just sort of looked at him like, You're damn right this is your fault. He had to floor it out of his parking spot to hit me while I was driving. I was shaking. What if I miss the exit exam? What if it is partially my fault? My car doors won't open on that side...what am I gonna do? Serves me right for trying to get a greasy biscuit for breakfast! I told the guy to call Public Safety.

The super nice public safety officer said it was definitely his fault. She wrote up the report and sent us on our ways. No time for breakfast now.

Three weeks later... I was still waiting on a phone call about the accident. Nothing. Finally I called his insurance company and filed a claim. Geico people are super nice, by the way.
Now, one more week, $1300 in damage and a rental car later, my car should be good as new. Cross your fingers!

Imma buy you a drank...

So my stay at home was a little longer than expected. After having the lazy bastard in my house for half of my summer, I was desperate for some time with all of the people whom I love and who love me. Not that the boyfriend and all my friends here don't love me, but there's something about spending time with your mother and your best friends that takes you to your happy place.

I got in town Sunday afternoon. My mom took me to a nice dinner like she usually does when I'm in town. Kind of a ritual now, I suppose. It's always a good opportunity to tell her everything that's in my head, because she's the only one that will listen to me talk all day long if I want to.

That afternoon Classy and I decided that we would go out later that night for adult beverages and other such debauchery. After searching for a cute outfit to wear and departing to prepare our beautiful selves for the evening ahead, we (Classy, Diva (Classy talks about her in her blog) and Classy's Bf) met.

Side Note: Classy and I are neighbors in our hometown. Yes, we grew up across the street from each other and rode to school together throughout high school. This is probably where the withdrawal comes from when we don't see each other. We saw each other non-stop back in the day. Back in the day... haha.

Anyway...We left to go to our new favorite bar. We started off the evening with shots because our friend "Ditsy" (Classy dubbed her this) was meeting us for adult beverages too. We can only handle her in small doses. Everyone has people in their lives like this, right? Well, either way, we had to get some liquid-deal-with-ditsy in us before she got there.

So, a Washington Apple, Royal Flush, and our respective drinks and it wasn't even like we had skipped a day seeing each other. Gotta love friends like these. For me it was a double Jack and Coke night. It was also a night of requesting ridiculous songs on the Juke Box. T-Pain anyone? Usher? Loooove it.

Oh how I love home. Maybe when we're grown-ups one day we'll live in the same town again.

The next day the trouble came. Took my car in for an oil change and came out with $500 in work (that my fantastic mother paid for) more than 24 hours later. I was suppose to go back to my other home Tuesday and that didn't happen. But I'm back now!

Start school on Monday... Wooooooo, but good news is.... I get to see Classy and her Bf not this weekend but next! Hoorah!