Near-death experience, table 2....
Okay, so God apparently hates me as much today as he loved me yesterday... although, as Sandy pointed out, maybe he loves me today. Seeing as I'm STILL ALIVE.
SO. While last night's Gaelic Storm performance was absolutely fucking amazing (as usual---TIMMAY!!! *Dies*) and I got pictures of all the band members, including one of me and Jo next to Patrick (the lead singer dude, for anyone who doesn't know who the hell I'm talking about)... so yeah. Will post those later.
Fast forward to today. I spent last night at my dad's house, and I got going late, so I missed BOTH of my classes today >_< so in my rush to make it back to school, on the highway... near death experience one. I almost got run off the road by this guy who didn't see me. God. This is sort of balanced out by the fact that this (a different)guy was RANDOMLY FLIRTING WITH ME on the highway and we ended up pulling over and talking for a few minutes once we got inside columbus.*dies* I am DUMB, PEOPLE, AND THIS IS PROOF.
Fast forward to the afternoon. I fucked up badly in Valimar, the online game I'm in, and essentially what I did was get a character of mine involved in two massively conflicting plotlines. I had to ask a friend to take down a section that we'd typed up and posted, because I only came to the realization of my denseness very belatedly. *headdesk* Yeeeeah I'm dumb.
SO. Last NEAR-DEATH experience makes a nice end to the day... I went to pick up the pictures I took last night from the store, and on the way home... I cleverly turned the wrong way in traffic. On the wrong side of the median. INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC. The only reason I am not dead, victim of a head-on collision, is because I shrieked like a little girl and swerved violently into the median, hopping the curb very roughly. Had the heebs for an hour afterwards.
On a completely different note, three different guys have asked me for my phone number in the past 24 hour period. WTF, PEOPLE?!
I think I'm gonna go to bed early. Yeeeeah... that sounds like a plan.
SO. While last night's Gaelic Storm performance was absolutely fucking amazing (as usual---TIMMAY!!! *Dies*) and I got pictures of all the band members, including one of me and Jo next to Patrick (the lead singer dude, for anyone who doesn't know who the hell I'm talking about)... so yeah. Will post those later.
Fast forward to today. I spent last night at my dad's house, and I got going late, so I missed BOTH of my classes today >_< so in my rush to make it back to school, on the highway... near death experience one. I almost got run off the road by this guy who didn't see me. God. This is sort of balanced out by the fact that this (a different)guy was RANDOMLY FLIRTING WITH ME on the highway and we ended up pulling over and talking for a few minutes once we got inside columbus.*dies* I am DUMB, PEOPLE, AND THIS IS PROOF.
Fast forward to the afternoon. I fucked up badly in Valimar, the online game I'm in, and essentially what I did was get a character of mine involved in two massively conflicting plotlines. I had to ask a friend to take down a section that we'd typed up and posted, because I only came to the realization of my denseness very belatedly. *headdesk* Yeeeeah I'm dumb.
SO. Last NEAR-DEATH experience makes a nice end to the day... I went to pick up the pictures I took last night from the store, and on the way home... I cleverly turned the wrong way in traffic. On the wrong side of the median. INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC. The only reason I am not dead, victim of a head-on collision, is because I shrieked like a little girl and swerved violently into the median, hopping the curb very roughly. Had the heebs for an hour afterwards.
On a completely different note, three different guys have asked me for my phone number in the past 24 hour period. WTF, PEOPLE?!
I think I'm gonna go to bed early. Yeeeeah... that sounds like a plan.