So not much happening on this side of the world. I go to school-alot. I go to work-alot. And sleep-not enough.

Have seen some pretty cool things at the hospital though. So far haven't felt sick from them. Awesome.

My league is done for the year, we lost...sad. But I think I've found a new one to play on though I'll only be able to go to one of the two nights.

My birthday is this Sunday, Chelsea and her family want to throw me a party. I love her mom's cooking. She's practically my mom too, comsidering I spent just as much time there as I did at home growing up. Yuk! I'm going to be 22. What's the fun in that? Can't I just stay 21?

Today at work should be fun. A whole college Boy's Lacross team will be checking in to the hotel today. hehe YUM!

So I think that's about it.

peace out

I got my car back today. It's looks as good as new. They even got rid of the scratches in the front. Sweet.

I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later.

I was headed to my study group a little after noon today. I didn't even make it to the interstate. Things on the two lane road were a bit conjested cause there had been an accident already. All of a sudden the car infront of me stopped. I managed (just barely) to stop. When I looked in my rearview mirror, I noticed that the person behind me was not.
Really big SMASH. Him into me, me into the person infront of me.
I pull of to the side I'm tearing up cause my car I know is messed up and I was just in an accident! Anyway, I get my info and dial my mom cause I want her to come out to me. Another lady from the 1st accident comes to my window leans in and starts to hug me. "It;s okay" blah blah blah. All I'm thinking is GET THIS WOMAN OFF OF ME. She wont leave and the cop from the previous accident comes up to my window as well. Just calm down blah blah. Finally I tell them both to just leave me alone I want to talk to my mom.
I know it was a little kid of me. BUt everone getting in my space was starting to freak me out.
When I got out to look at the damage my rear bumper was hanging on by a thread. The cop pulled it all the way off. My dad finally got there. I felt better. I got me tag from my ruined bumper put it in my rear window. Some tow truck guy took the bumper and dad held traffic so I could turn back around toward home.
Needless to say I never went to my study group.