I laugh at your puny attempts World.
Nov. 19th, 2009 07:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lanatilYou tried. You really did. You almost succeeded in killing me today, but I stand the victor!
I need to preface this by saying I knew it was coming. I had one of those days where I woke up *knowing* something was going to happen to me today. I was either going to hurt myself, something I love dearly break, or someone else getting hurt by my actions. In fact, I had a feeling it was possible a combination of those three would occur.
The first thing that happened today. I survived my film history class this morning by some miracle. Looking back on it now I think this was the World softening me up, letting me drop my guard so it could ambush me. After class I drove out to the Waterford Lakes mall to pick up a copy of Dragon's Age Origins.
I had to stop at Publix to use the ATM for moniez and this is where the first real attempt on my life occurred. I noticed a Person of Interest smoking a cig near some bikes. My radar went off. The man just had that "Potential to Harm Aura" going on, and I think it doubled with that natural instinct all women possess. I kept him in the corner of my eye as I walked to the ATM, and as I started the process of withdrawing money, sure enough, he started to saunter over. He was a clever fucker, I'll give him that. He knew to stay to the side, against the wall where the ATM camera couldn't pick him up. I grabbed my money, tucked it away just as he was less than three feet distant, staring at me. I turned to look at him right in the eyes and waited patiently for him to finish his cig he still held. He stared back at me trying to intimidate me, but I was in no mood. So, I stood my ground, crossed my arms, raised an eyebrow and asked calmly: "You need the ATM or something else?" He glared at me, flicked his cig away, mumbled something I don't remember as he turned around and walked into the Publix. I'm thinking he believed I was about to go in and shop, FOOL! I am a college student gamer. Food is not as important as my gaming! A cart attendant had seen the whole mess and offered to escort me to my car. I didn't stick around though I'm certain that Person of Interest turned into Fucking Watch this Bastard.
Second thing: an absentminded girl WALKED INTO MY CAR.
WHILE IT WAS STILL MOVING.
I can't make this shit up. I was going at least 12 mph in the parking lot at Waterford Lakes (after successfully getting my game without incident) when this girl did not stop walking as I drove by on my way out. She literally, walked. Into. The side. Of my. CAR. Then grinned all evilly at me in amusement that I had attempted to swerve from her. The bitch bounced off the passenger door. She was on her way to the LA Fitness so maybe she was trying to get out of a workout by killing herself or something. I stopped, got out and yelled at her "Are you fucking crazy?!" To which she collected herself, laughed, waved me off and went on her way.
....
I'm totally calling it: She was a conjured being to fuck with me. The evil grin gave it all away.
Then I almost got rearended sitting at the light to get out of Waterford Lakes. I knew then, my paranoia from earlier this morning had been well founded. Not two fucking minutes later *I* almost rearend a car in front of me that decided in a split second they really needed to get to the 7-Eleven like whoa. I'm glad I have fast reflexes because I dodged to the right into the grass to get around the guy as the car following me (the same one that almost nailed me at the light earlier) skid to a stop four feet from the rear of the stopped car. If I hadn't gotten out of the way my car would be the middle of a gnarled messed up metal sandwich.
I drove exceedingly wary the rest of the way home.
I had a nice lunch as I fiddled with my new game, celebrating not dying in my quest to obtain it. Sorry if this squicks you, (it's life, get over it, geez) but somewhere in the three hours I was home I started my period. Fucking great. The cramps soon assaulted me. Woot.
Moving on, I managed to talk myself into braving the world again and go to class where I finally got to present my script to the class. Yay! My Prof really liked it. I got some great criticism and pointers of what needs work etc etc, and she kept telling me she was really enjoying my writing. Go me!
Then on my way home I get rearended. You're thinking: "Finally!" Right? I kinda was too at that moment. I was leaving the parking lot in-between garage C and Engineering and it happened as I was being nice and letting some students walk across the road. Yes, apparently me getting into a car accident was a fixed point in history so it HAD to happen in some fashion today. Normal procedure followed in getting the girls insurance and contact info. I'm glad I'm not a person that freaks easily. The girl was so worked up, and honestly, I have to get the bumper replaced anyway from an idiot Freshman hitting me while they were trying to park too quickly a year ago. The event from today didn't even dent the car just rub a nice chunk of paint off. I told her it was all ok. I'll get in touch with what needed to be done, and reminded her to take a deep breath. No one died. She wasn't a ditzy girl, but she was obviously really upset. I mean, I was fully stopped sitting in the road clearly letting people use the walkway to cross the street and she ran into me. I get a new bumper now, yay!
But, wait! You think it's over? Hell no. My life is crammed with adventure. Again, not two minutes later I am sitting in traffic because it's the mass exodus off campus after afternoon class, when I look into my rear view mirror to see a SPEEDING, non-slowing car coming up hot on my tail. I'm stopped, mind, in the lane with another stopped car in front of me. Luckily, the guy hit the brakes and swerved into the right lane to go around me. Jesus Christ what the hell is wrong with everyone today?! Even the poor girl who actually hit me took a moment to ask why it seemed everyone was crazy today. At least it wasn't just me then.
If I hadn't absolutely had to go to Publix for girly items I would have gone straight home. Which, nothing exciting happened at Publix until I was driving home where I had a moment to think randomly: "I'm going to back off this van in front of me, take it easy." Not that I was close to it, I just felt like slowing down suddenly. Another SUV changed lanes in the gap I made so I figured it was my subconscious picking up the turn signal.
No. It wasn't that. I watched as the traffic came to a SUDDEN STOP with the van I backed off swerving to the left in attempt of avoiding collision with the car in front of him. I had to hit the brakes, flashing them a bit to warn the car behind me that traffic wasn't moving anymore so it would be great if you could fucking stop and not rearend me. Thanks.
I made it home finally, where I am now happily cocooned away, medicated with Midol, and not fucking leaving the house until someone drags me out of it.
I'm going to go kill things in my game I risked life and limb for now.
I need to preface this by saying I knew it was coming. I had one of those days where I woke up *knowing* something was going to happen to me today. I was either going to hurt myself, something I love dearly break, or someone else getting hurt by my actions. In fact, I had a feeling it was possible a combination of those three would occur.
The first thing that happened today. I survived my film history class this morning by some miracle. Looking back on it now I think this was the World softening me up, letting me drop my guard so it could ambush me. After class I drove out to the Waterford Lakes mall to pick up a copy of Dragon's Age Origins.
I had to stop at Publix to use the ATM for moniez and this is where the first real attempt on my life occurred. I noticed a Person of Interest smoking a cig near some bikes. My radar went off. The man just had that "Potential to Harm Aura" going on, and I think it doubled with that natural instinct all women possess. I kept him in the corner of my eye as I walked to the ATM, and as I started the process of withdrawing money, sure enough, he started to saunter over. He was a clever fucker, I'll give him that. He knew to stay to the side, against the wall where the ATM camera couldn't pick him up. I grabbed my money, tucked it away just as he was less than three feet distant, staring at me. I turned to look at him right in the eyes and waited patiently for him to finish his cig he still held. He stared back at me trying to intimidate me, but I was in no mood. So, I stood my ground, crossed my arms, raised an eyebrow and asked calmly: "You need the ATM or something else?" He glared at me, flicked his cig away, mumbled something I don't remember as he turned around and walked into the Publix. I'm thinking he believed I was about to go in and shop, FOOL! I am a college student gamer. Food is not as important as my gaming! A cart attendant had seen the whole mess and offered to escort me to my car. I didn't stick around though I'm certain that Person of Interest turned into Fucking Watch this Bastard.
Second thing: an absentminded girl WALKED INTO MY CAR.
WHILE IT WAS STILL MOVING.
I can't make this shit up. I was going at least 12 mph in the parking lot at Waterford Lakes (after successfully getting my game without incident) when this girl did not stop walking as I drove by on my way out. She literally, walked. Into. The side. Of my. CAR. Then grinned all evilly at me in amusement that I had attempted to swerve from her. The bitch bounced off the passenger door. She was on her way to the LA Fitness so maybe she was trying to get out of a workout by killing herself or something. I stopped, got out and yelled at her "Are you fucking crazy?!" To which she collected herself, laughed, waved me off and went on her way.
....
I'm totally calling it: She was a conjured being to fuck with me. The evil grin gave it all away.
Then I almost got rearended sitting at the light to get out of Waterford Lakes. I knew then, my paranoia from earlier this morning had been well founded. Not two fucking minutes later *I* almost rearend a car in front of me that decided in a split second they really needed to get to the 7-Eleven like whoa. I'm glad I have fast reflexes because I dodged to the right into the grass to get around the guy as the car following me (the same one that almost nailed me at the light earlier) skid to a stop four feet from the rear of the stopped car. If I hadn't gotten out of the way my car would be the middle of a gnarled messed up metal sandwich.
I drove exceedingly wary the rest of the way home.
I had a nice lunch as I fiddled with my new game, celebrating not dying in my quest to obtain it. Sorry if this squicks you, (it's life, get over it, geez) but somewhere in the three hours I was home I started my period. Fucking great. The cramps soon assaulted me. Woot.
Moving on, I managed to talk myself into braving the world again and go to class where I finally got to present my script to the class. Yay! My Prof really liked it. I got some great criticism and pointers of what needs work etc etc, and she kept telling me she was really enjoying my writing. Go me!
Then on my way home I get rearended. You're thinking: "Finally!" Right? I kinda was too at that moment. I was leaving the parking lot in-between garage C and Engineering and it happened as I was being nice and letting some students walk across the road. Yes, apparently me getting into a car accident was a fixed point in history so it HAD to happen in some fashion today. Normal procedure followed in getting the girls insurance and contact info. I'm glad I'm not a person that freaks easily. The girl was so worked up, and honestly, I have to get the bumper replaced anyway from an idiot Freshman hitting me while they were trying to park too quickly a year ago. The event from today didn't even dent the car just rub a nice chunk of paint off. I told her it was all ok. I'll get in touch with what needed to be done, and reminded her to take a deep breath. No one died. She wasn't a ditzy girl, but she was obviously really upset. I mean, I was fully stopped sitting in the road clearly letting people use the walkway to cross the street and she ran into me. I get a new bumper now, yay!
But, wait! You think it's over? Hell no. My life is crammed with adventure. Again, not two minutes later I am sitting in traffic because it's the mass exodus off campus after afternoon class, when I look into my rear view mirror to see a SPEEDING, non-slowing car coming up hot on my tail. I'm stopped, mind, in the lane with another stopped car in front of me. Luckily, the guy hit the brakes and swerved into the right lane to go around me. Jesus Christ what the hell is wrong with everyone today?! Even the poor girl who actually hit me took a moment to ask why it seemed everyone was crazy today. At least it wasn't just me then.
If I hadn't absolutely had to go to Publix for girly items I would have gone straight home. Which, nothing exciting happened at Publix until I was driving home where I had a moment to think randomly: "I'm going to back off this van in front of me, take it easy." Not that I was close to it, I just felt like slowing down suddenly. Another SUV changed lanes in the gap I made so I figured it was my subconscious picking up the turn signal.
No. It wasn't that. I watched as the traffic came to a SUDDEN STOP with the van I backed off swerving to the left in attempt of avoiding collision with the car in front of him. I had to hit the brakes, flashing them a bit to warn the car behind me that traffic wasn't moving anymore so it would be great if you could fucking stop and not rearend me. Thanks.
I made it home finally, where I am now happily cocooned away, medicated with Midol, and not fucking leaving the house until someone drags me out of it.
I'm going to go kill things in my game I risked life and limb for now.
