Wanna hear about my almost-hit-and-run? Well, on Tuesday, Mom had dropped me off and I was walking across the parking lot, (like everyone does) and I looked both ways before I crossed the street, and there wasn't a car. Then when I'm in the middle of the street someone gasses it around the corner. In order to get out of the way I had to start to run when my knee went out which would have had me on the ground infront of the speeding car, when I changed to my right leg and leaped out of the way. Thank the PTB that my right leg didn't go out too, then I would have been road kill. Anyway, I slammed into the curb, and the damn car kept going, I jammed my right side, and brused and scraped my right knee through my jeans. And to add insult to ingury I landed in an ant pile. They were all in my hair and over my clothes, it wasn't fun.
But this girl came over looking horrorfied and helped me up, along with two other guys to materilized from some where. Anyway the girl helped me back to the car and Mom and I went home.
But I was pissed.
Really pissed.
College students suck, because one was stupid enough to be in a hurry because they couldn't fiuger out how to get to class on time, so they almost hit me, and I could have ended up with surgry.
I'll be making quite a few shirts in my free time. One of them'll say.
If you did not show up to class Monday,
Please do not attend the rest of the week
If you hate me after readng this, I really don't care.
Sorry, but mindsets change after nearlly getting hit.
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