Can I just say that...

I really fucking hate people. I'm pissed. And I'm going to blog about it. So take that, America.

I'm fortunate enough to have been given a car by my parents. Yay me :)

It's actually a rather pretty car - a 2002 Cadillac STS. My car, name: Gertrude, was not by any means a perfect car when we bought her. The engine needed rebuilt, and she needed a new radiator, windshield, and rear passenger-side door. Last week, we finally finished all repairs to my car by putting in a new door.

I was so excited! Gertrude actually looked roadworthy :) Still a few minor problems, but she looked so damn good! A little dirty, but so BEAUTIFUL!

And then, it happened.

I was pulling into the school parking lot today for an extra-curricular, and seeing no cars coming, I cut across the back row of parking and into the "main drive." I saw a parking space that looked suitable and went to pull into it. However, upon nearing my spot, I noticed the tail lights of the van parked next to my spot come on. I thought, "Oh, shit. They are about to back up." And so I stopped my car and went to put it in reverse so that I could get out of the way. But, as soon as their lights came on, they started FLYING out of that parking spot. I didn't even have enough time to shift gears to reverse.

AND THEY BACKED STRAIGHT INTO MY BEAUTIFUL GERTRUDE!

My poor, poor baby. She just got fixed!

Now, as I'm sure you can imagine, I was furious. I called my mom and asked her what to do. She instructed me to take pictures and exchange information. Also, I collected witnesses. While this was transpiring, two girls that were in the car started to cuss me out and threaten me!

"Bitch, this is your fucking fault. You are going to pay for this shit!" etc, etc, etc.

And there are now posts on Facebook from one of these girls saying, "My mom just got in an accident thanks to some whore flying through the school parking lot"and "Some girl named melissa I should beat her ass man."

Last time I checked, I was not flying, I was, in fact, stopped. The vehicle in motion is the one at fault.

So, uh, thanks bitch. But you and your white trash family are going to deal with my insurance because it's not my fault and I have the evidence to prove it. Hope you have insurance, because if you don't, this just might cost a little.

I am not paying for this. I want to go to college.

And, in case you are wondering, their car looks about like this:

Poor minivan.

Cadillac > Dodge minivan, on the scale of looks, value, and importance.