6:05 p.m.
March 15, 2004
So as I entered the intersection, totally oblivious to the red light, the Dodge Ram approached me from the right side. It hit me more toward the back. The torque applied started my rotational inertia, and when combined with my already jarring forward velocity, turned me 180 degrees into the Honda Civic. When my rear end collided with the Civic's front end, the car skidded to a stop. Unfortunately, when that happened, Newton's Laws provided that not only would an object in motion stay in motion, but that an object will exert an equal an opposite force when a force is applied, as I learned when the momentum of my backpack flung it through the passenger side window. Then, the movement of my head as compared to my relatively un-stiff neck flung my glasses out the window and into traffic.

It was then that I clutched my chest and started chanting, "Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod."

They were right, it's not the feeling so much as the sound.

I'm fine, the two people involved in the accident are fine. I won't be driving anytime soon. My car is trashed, hopefully I can salvage anything from it. I missed first period. I now have three tickets. One from last week, where I walked around the train tracks, one for running the red, and one for no valid license (My license was held as bond in the first ticket, and it wasn't coming up on the computer.) My glasses are broken. I had to wait two hours for the cop. If you've never been in an accident before, let me describe it. You don't feel anything, as far as the car jerking you around goes. The most disturbing part is the sound of the accident, captured perfectly in the song. The smacking, crunching, screeching, shattering, crumpling, it's all very scary. You barely see it, but as soon as your car stops, you look around and realize your car is seriously f'd up. It's disturbing to see the walls have come in on you. You play it over and over in your head all morning, thinking "What if it was a Semi? What if it was on the driver's side?" And then, you can't stand the sight of a car. You can sit in a car and see the car in front of you as you stop behind them, and you get seriously freaked out. Autophobia, or some such. Movies, pictures, whatever. Cars just scare you.

Overall? My morning was worse than yours.
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