When I'm struggling with money more than I ever have before my carelessness would bring me down even more. Drove Josh's [new] car to Richmond this past week cause he needed to use my jeep for moving shit and his car is way better on gas. I probably should have just went home when I drove a hundred and fifty fucking miles out of my way because I have no common sense but no. I wanted to be in Richmond I wanted to be there for my best friends birthday as she was there for mine. But fuck North Carolina for not having one way streets for me to learn to drive on because Richmond is full of them, and apparently some of them have stop signs. And while I am aware you are suppose to stop at a stop sign I guess one just creeped up on me and I just creeped into an intersection of on coming dump trucks. Long story short: got clipped on the back end, spun out like 5 times, the 3 assholes that clipped me went to the hospital for no reason, me, Whitney and Matt almost get mutilated by a huge truck, I'm now paying more on my insurance Joshs insurance and buying him a new car.. all because I ran a stop sign.
Completely ruined my mood for the h2o show ha but I went anyways. My roommate had to drive half way to Virginia to bring me home and Joshs car is still up there.. somewhere. Guess I won't be back there for a while or anywhere but here on account of being broke as shit. And I suppose my birthday money is no longer going towards my tattoo. My parents were even going to make me move out of my apartment and move back home which honestly is the best thing and probably what I should do but I can't leave here. As much as I hate it I love it even more. So their making me get back on my crazy medication instead, which as this point might be a good thing.
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