2003-10-08 - 2:31 a.m.
i have a sticker for my car now. i finally got my "Powered by Octane 87" stickers from carlie. now i'll be really fast.
but first i need to clean the car and put them on. dammit.
oh, yeah. yesterday, i almost died again. on my way to school, i was driving by the president's house, and there's this gradual left-curve. on the right is a little island to divert traffic to the left-curve or straight onto another street. to direct traffic into the left curve from the other street, there's a yield sign (for "the other street"). yesterday, i was on the street, and a state garbage truck was on "the other street" collecting the trash. i was all cool with this, but i noticed that the garbage truck was going to the yield sign, so i sped up so i wouldn't make him wait very long. but as i'm speeding up, the mother fucker runs the yeild and slows down to get the next trash can which means he put himself in between me and the fucking road! so i slam on the brakes, lock up their god damned non-ABS rotors, and scared myself shitless. because of this, i figure i'm going to die today (wednesday). why? well, because of history. a bunch of weeks ago, i was having a pretty bad driving week, and it took about three days before it reached it's peak with me almost dying. this time, it's only monday and i've almost died. what does this mean? three days later (wednesday, yeah, wednesday seems like only two days, but it was monday morning and the day was still young), i'll get into a horrible accident and die. it's too bad i'm the only one who sees it this way. so, let this be a notice to anyone who reads this. i'm probably dead or in the hospital by the time you're reading this.
god, i feel so morbid right now. it's very... intermediate school like.
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