Go Figure...

So I start off the day, thinking everything will be A-okay! Granted I didn't get enough sleep on my crappy mattress (I'm having a new one delivered Friday, just a little longer!!), yet I was excited because I had an interview with Barnes and Nobles :D. I was lookin good, running on time, and ended up having a wonderful interview with one of the assistant managers. He immediately plans a second interview for me and the store manager. Then I go into Target, and I find Mario Kart, which my sister has been trying to get for ages. I call her up, tell her I'm going to get it for her, and make my way out.

I wish I would of stayed in the store just a few minutes longer.

As I leave the Target-shopping mall area, and turn left onto Laporte Ave., some dumbass bitch runs a red light and hits me. She had to of been doing 38 mph at LEAST.. and keep in mind I'm just started to increase speed as I make it to the point of the turn. Even though she hit me, she manages to pass in front of me, as I stay in the middle of the intersection. At first I thought she was going to drive away, but luckily she was just making her way into a nearby parking lot. I follow her, and notice that the crash took one of her hubcaps off (serves the f'in ass right...). Immediately after I park I call my Dad, since he was expecting me to be home to indulge in some delicious BLT sandwiches. Then I call the police so we can file an incident report. I check myself, and thanks to adrenaline and shock, I'm not really feeling much, but I'm still a bit shaky. I get out of the car, and on my front right side, my corner is completely crushed in. Peachy. As I go and check out the other person's car, go figure THERE ISN'T EVEN A DENT. Damn Toyota, you make your cars tough. I ask her what happened, and she doesn't really manage to say anything. What I gathered is that she was coming off of 49, and she needed to make her way to 30. Oh no, but she was soooo confused, and had no idea where she was going. You would think that in an unfamiliar area, she would be more CAUTIOUS ON THE ROAD. Apparently for her, it turned out that she became more oblivious. So I told her my part of the story, and with me having a green light, that left her to run a RED light. After explaining things to her, she admitted it, both running a red light and the accident being her fault. I guess that made me feel a little better, considering the last accident I had with Adam in Indianapolis and the damn bitch that hit MY car was -not- at fault. OI VE. My dad stopped everything he was doing at home and made it to the parking lot to make sure I was okay. For some reason I expected to see him in tears, considering the luck our family has had with car accidents lately, but it was the complete opposite; HE WAS PISSED. He was basically calling the other woman every name in the book, just out of ear-shot range. LOL he was saying everything I wanted to say at the time, but I didn't want to become uncomposed before the police arrived. They didn't take too long to get there (but what was weird was there was a young boy with the officer.. was that the guy's son or something? i don't even know..), and he filled out the incident report. He didn't give me a card like the last officer in Indianapolis did, but he said that I could pick up the report tomorrow.

Thanks to this damn accident, my ulcer is flaring up like mad, and I just wanna sit inside and do nothing. Furthermore, my dad is all upset as well, and he feels really sick just from the stress of it all. I guess we have tomorrow to look forward to, seeing as we'll get the incident report and then make out way to State Farm. I hope this doesn't cost us a dime, because we're not at fault!!