I just had my left rear view mirror destroyed. I don't know if this qualifies as my first official car crash or not as a driver. I've been pretty good at keeping myself out of scrapes, though I don't know how considering how many close calls I've had. Anyway, I'd just left the house. I live up in the hills, what we call "el monte", so all the roads are very curvy and often you can't see if another car is coming depending on which side you're on. I was on the outside part of the curve which curled to the left, so I had a second's chance to see if anyone was coming. The cars coming from the other side, though, don't, so I don't know why the fuck this guy was almost three feet away from his side of the road. Over here, you can't be more than a foot away, or you risk running into someone. I swerved to the right, but of course there wasn't enough time and the mirro just exploded all over me. I didn't even realize what had happened until a few more curves later. Yes, I kept going, because I'm incapable of stopping to figure out a situation until my brain has had enough time to assimilate it. I suck at this kind of stuff. In any case, I couldn't have stopped without risking someone ramming into me from behind (again, you can't see for the curve) and I think the other guy kept going to. In any case, I didn't get a chance to see what car it was other than a dark SUV and the one I drive is so common that there's no way he can tag me just from the split second he might have seen me. I have no idea if insurance covers this, since obviously there isn't going to be a police report, but my Dad will take care of that. He's not the kind to freak out, so I'm not worried about that. It's really amazing that I've been driving for five years now and this is the first time something's happened, though. Now I'm just tired and cranky.
My leg still hurts, though I'm limping less than yesterday. I just felt a headache coming on, though. Ack. Stupid PMS. I'm going to have to write some smut later to cheer myself up.
Oh, and I flunked the Physics quiz today. So did the rest of the class, including this friend of mine who is supposed to be good at math. The professor says that she'll through it out if we do too badly on it. It was that disastrous. I feel kinda bad for her, since she really does try to explain things as easily as possible, but mathematical concepts are so confusing. My brain my designed for this, I'm sure of it. I need words. Lovely words.