2 posts tagged “accident”
I said I'd post a picture of the as-big-as-me drawing once I took one, so here it is:
What happened: I got to class about an hour early just to give me some time to erase stray pencil lines, re-ink some spots, and generally clean it up before critique. I worked on it a little bit and everything went fine. But then 5 minutes before class was to start, I was putting my supplies away and cleaning up my area when I grabbed my nearly-full bottle of blue ink by the not-actually-screwed-on cap and spilled the whole thing onto the table, the floor, and the right edge of the drawing. Disaster! My frantic 2-second solution was to cut the figure free from the now-stained surrounding paper and add some more color splotches to make it look intentional. I think that cutting it out was a positive change.
As far as the drawing goes... it is about things like the beauty of the human body, starvation, protest, veganism, efficiency, body temperature, thermography, maps, and size.
I wish I had a place to put it.
If I had died today, my last words would have been "Oh shit!". This is terribly disappointing to me! Most common last words EVER. So unoriginal! I should know better, having read Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates. And I call myself a Tom Robbins fan. For shame. I could have at least said "Wahoo!"
I'm the white one.
I got in an accident on the way to school. About an hour ago. My very first one. Both cars were totaled but it really wasn't that bad. It was scary, though. I am fine. The other woman is fine. My left thumb hurts, but that's all I can tell right now. I'm also a bit lightheaded from whatever fumes were causing that terrible smell in my car while I was fishing out my belongings, and I feel a headache coming on but that could just be caused by all the crying. I feel like a big stupid jerk. It was probably my fault. I left-turned in front of someone who was also doing something wrong, so we both fucked up but I probably technically fucked up worse or something. I feel bad. Day-ruiner. My poor car! My poor car that used to be my dad's. I learned to drive on that car. It's never let me down. I'm sorry, car. I'm sorry, woman who I forced to hit me, whose car and whose day I have ruined.
I hope my thumb isn't fractured. I have no idea what happened to it. It is very sore. Both of my airbags deployed (which was neat); all I can think of is that maybe my thumb was squished between the airbag and the wheel.
Stupid 911!! The first time I've ever dialed 911 and they weren't there when I needed them! I was waiting for an operator to be available for 10 minutes before the other woman's friend was able to get through and report it. What if I had been getting abducted or murdered or raped! Sorry, 911 is busy right now, you'll have to handle your emergency on your damn own. I can't rely on 911 anymore and I feel less safe in the world because of it.
Man I hope someone from my class drove by and saw me so they can tell my teacher what happened. I didn't skip class! I wanted to be there!
Should I tell you exactly what happened? It is difficult. Okay. I'm at the intersection, waiting to turn left. There is technically ONE LANE of oncoming traffic. Some vehicles are turning left, some are going straight. The light is green, there are no turn arrows. This particular intersection is always a bitch because of its wide lanes. When people are waiting to turn, everyone who wants to go straight squeezes over to the side of the turning people and passes them, creating two lines of traffic in what is technically one lane. Sometimes, to further confuse things, someone in the inside (turning) line does NOT end up turning and both oncoming cars go straight, and people don't use their turn signals half the time anyway so you just never know what the fuck is going on. So the light turns green and I creep into the intersection. There is a big van in the turning line opposite me, with no turn signal on. I pause. They pause. They finally turn on their blinker and begin to turn, and I think I see an gap in the people squeezing by to go straight, so I GO. I TURN. I get hit by the car that had been squeezing past the van at that moment. I hadn't seen it coming because there had been a VAN blocking my view/because I hadn't been looking hard enough. My fault. Fuck me.
All that went through my mind was "I am about the be in a car accident!" "I might be hurt!" "My poor car!" "I am stupid!" "OH SHIT" and then I said "OH SHIT" and that was that.
There are good things about this. #1: I'd been planning to fill up my empty-ass gas tank after class yesterday, but out of laziness I did not. So I saved some dollars. #2: I don't have class again until Monday, so I have a few days to sort out the not having a car situation/I won't have to bum rides off of my roommates or anyone else. #3: No one was hurt etc.
The tow truck driver was nice to me and dropped me off at my house. I thought he was going to leave my car here, but he didn't? He just left? I don't know where it is. I don't know what's going on.
