Transportation HATES me

Yes, you read correctly. Transportation does hate me.

Last Thursday…car accident. Today? On my way to my last class of the day (today is the first day of the 2nd semester), I turned my bike waaay too sharply, and flew off, killing the nerves in my left hip and upper thigh and left elbow. Cool. I was bleeding quite nicely. I hit my left cheekbone ever so lightly. It knocked the breath out of me temporarily. Fucking scary. My bike was leaking various fluids and the brakes and handle bars were twisted oddly. Tonight I’ll go out and get some medical bandages, but until then I washed it and will leave it to the open air. Band-aids would be too small and painful, and besides…fresh air heals wounds the fastest, if you think you can handle it. I ended up missing my class. Fun! I e-mailed the teacher, though. Told her what happened. It was the first day, anyway…nothing happened in class, hopefully. I think God is trying to tell me I should walk everywhere now. Well, screw walking! I’m a rebel. Tomorrow, bike, we’ll meet again.

Until next time…be fucking safe.