Salvation......does it exist?
I don't even know where to begin. The recent events that have occurred during these past 4 days could only be classified as a living nightmare. This has certainly been the lowest and most devastating period of the first 21 years of my life.
On friday I was on my way to York to pick up a friend. As I drove towards her, I didn't check my blind spot on the passenger's side clear enough, and resulted in collision. There was minimal damage to either cars, consisting of only minor scratches (my car took the worse of the scrape). It was clear that I was at fault, therefore I proceeded in confessing the mistake and being reponsible for the cost of the damages. This was all in an effort to avoid involvement of the police as well as our respective insurance companies.
For the rest of that day I was completely flustered. This was my very first car accident, and failing to understand how to react to a situation like this has caught me thoroughly off-guard. The studying I was supposed to do with my friend on that day was rendered totally useless. I turned to my piano to relieve some of the stress, only to have my efforts blown right back in my face. That's right, one of the keys just broke for no reason. It was as if anything I touched during that day will malfunction some way or another.
The next day didn't got any better. The quotation of the damages I received was absolutely outrageous, costing twice as much as it would have been. My back was certainly against the wall, since I was at the mercy of whichever body shop (in this case, a place where they have a close relationship with) they choosed. I was either gonna get shafted, or face the consequences of having a bad record on my insurance.
To add on these spectacle of events, I had an exam Monday morning. You think I had the concentration to do any type of studying? Heck no! Studying with a black cloud over your head was very agonizing and unproductive. It was the classic "in and out the other ear" type of studying while accompanied with continuous slaps in my face to wake myself out of this rut.
This morning the exam come and gone. It was not my best effort. I certainly could've done better, but it was not to be. I had to go to the shop and resolve the issue afterwards, so having that constantly plaguing my mind didn't help.
Guess what? The dealership they took their car to was in Mississauga while they themselves resided in Brampton! Oh my gosh! Guess this dealership is in "very close relations" with the family, having to drive 30-40 minutes just to get to the damn place. They also wouldn't even accept my cheque unless it was a Certified one! I had to drive ALL the way to Brampton just to do a direct transfer at their local TD Canada Trust. What a lovely gesture by them eh?
And that wraps up one of the worse (if not THE worse) periods of my life. I only blame one person, and that is myself, in handling this whole situation. I know I should've reacted better with these things. I'm a victim of my own personality, thinking way too much about stuff that might not even happen (you know I always assume the worse). Being home alone really made things worse, having no one to turn to or talk to is a VERY depressing feeling. As of this moment, there is no salvation.....
Current Mood - What the *Bleep* do you think?! (in the most respectable way....if you believe me)
I don't even know where to begin. The recent events that have occurred during these past 4 days could only be classified as a living nightmare. This has certainly been the lowest and most devastating period of the first 21 years of my life.
On friday I was on my way to York to pick up a friend. As I drove towards her, I didn't check my blind spot on the passenger's side clear enough, and resulted in collision. There was minimal damage to either cars, consisting of only minor scratches (my car took the worse of the scrape). It was clear that I was at fault, therefore I proceeded in confessing the mistake and being reponsible for the cost of the damages. This was all in an effort to avoid involvement of the police as well as our respective insurance companies.
For the rest of that day I was completely flustered. This was my very first car accident, and failing to understand how to react to a situation like this has caught me thoroughly off-guard. The studying I was supposed to do with my friend on that day was rendered totally useless. I turned to my piano to relieve some of the stress, only to have my efforts blown right back in my face. That's right, one of the keys just broke for no reason. It was as if anything I touched during that day will malfunction some way or another.
The next day didn't got any better. The quotation of the damages I received was absolutely outrageous, costing twice as much as it would have been. My back was certainly against the wall, since I was at the mercy of whichever body shop (in this case, a place where they have a close relationship with) they choosed. I was either gonna get shafted, or face the consequences of having a bad record on my insurance.
To add on these spectacle of events, I had an exam Monday morning. You think I had the concentration to do any type of studying? Heck no! Studying with a black cloud over your head was very agonizing and unproductive. It was the classic "in and out the other ear" type of studying while accompanied with continuous slaps in my face to wake myself out of this rut.
This morning the exam come and gone. It was not my best effort. I certainly could've done better, but it was not to be. I had to go to the shop and resolve the issue afterwards, so having that constantly plaguing my mind didn't help.
Guess what? The dealership they took their car to was in Mississauga while they themselves resided in Brampton! Oh my gosh! Guess this dealership is in "very close relations" with the family, having to drive 30-40 minutes just to get to the damn place. They also wouldn't even accept my cheque unless it was a Certified one! I had to drive ALL the way to Brampton just to do a direct transfer at their local TD Canada Trust. What a lovely gesture by them eh?
And that wraps up one of the worse (if not THE worse) periods of my life. I only blame one person, and that is myself, in handling this whole situation. I know I should've reacted better with these things. I'm a victim of my own personality, thinking way too much about stuff that might not even happen (you know I always assume the worse). Being home alone really made things worse, having no one to turn to or talk to is a VERY depressing feeling. As of this moment, there is no salvation.....
Current Mood - What the *Bleep* do you think?! (in the most respectable way....if you believe me)
