brokenrecord

So yesterday morning the mother of the girl that I hit in the 5-car crash on Thursday came over to my house. I guess the girl picked my picture out of the yearbook and she was able to track me down, or something. She wasn't angry at me or anything, she just wanted to get the bumper of the car fixed because it was slightly dented and she said she felt bad seeing how smashed up my car was, but yeah, so she's going to report it to the insurance company so that means we also have to file an insurance claim, which means that my insurance rates are going up majorly and I'm also probably going to have an at-fault on my record now, because CA laws are ridiculous and if you hit another person's car it's automatically your fault. She'll also have one on her record, but wtf, this is ridiculous. Us two and the guy who hit me are the least at fault for the crash, but we're still going to have it on our records, while the guy who was swerving in and out of the lane and the girl behind him who I found out could've swerved to miss him but instead chose to crash into him are going to get off scot-free. My mom was saying she was glad that the woman found us because it's fairer now, and I'm like "wtf, how is this even fair? I'm not at fault for this at all, I don't care what the law says, and I'm going to have this on my record?" gah.

Yeah, so these past couple of days have just kind of sucked. Everything just seems to be going wrong, everything in the house is breaking, and it's just all... blah. I'm looking forward to it being several months from now, when this is all over.

Today was freshman registration and I got to meet all my freshmen mentees. They seemed nice, but they weren't very talkative. One of them just moved three weeks ago from France which I found cool. I didn't speak any French to him, but I told his dad I was in AP French and I could attempt to understand his son speaking French if he spoke slowly and with small words.

Last night was a Ruby's night for band at the Woodbridge center and as I was backing out, I backed into a parked car. I freaked out because it was really loud, and I thought I had done serious damage. I parked and went to check it out and I didn't see anything at all, but this old woman had been driving by and saw and stopped I guess to make sure I didn't just leave and she was like "No, you hit him on the side!" and I looked over there and I still didn't see anything, and then she was like "No, see this chipped paint?" and there were just like... a few tiny chips of paint that no one would even notice if they hadn't seen it hit but the woman was like "They'll want to touch up that paint. You should leave your insurance information. It won't cost you too much" and then I was like "uhhhh..." because I was thinking wtf that's nothing! and she was all, snottily "Do you even have insurance?" and I was like "wtf yes stop talking to me like I'm 12" (except not really, I just said yes) and then I was like "I'm going to go get some paper and pencil to write down my info" and then waited for her to leave and then I left. But I mean, seriously, if I had left info, they probably would just take advantage and get other stuff fixed, and I don't think they'd even be able to find where I hit them, it was that small. I could barely find it, and I was the one who hit them! I mean, I'd leave info if it was something bigger, but... that was nothing. It still freaked me out, though. I thought it would be much worse than that.

So tired. We have a parent meeting for marching band tonight where we have to perform and my mom volunteered me to help distribute uniforms and stuff which means I have to be there until late which is irritating. Oh well. Just one more day of band camp left, and then the beach party!

Well, today has been an interesting day so far. I went to the animal shelter around 11:00 and it was closed (as it was yesterday, and there must be something I'm missing because the volunteer hours they said this week would be 9-5, and it was well after 9 and well before 5), so then I went to the Spectrum and bought Serenity on DVD because I was too impatient to see if I'd get it for my birthday and I had the urge to see it. Then I got some ice cream and went to my car to eat it. Oh, and after I was done, the car wouldn't start.

Yeah. I sat there for 30 minutes trying to get it to start and even ended up calling my mom who I hadn't wanted to call because she was at a memorial service for her friend's mother, and she told me she'd come when she could. So I continued to sit there and finally I tried it and I worked, so I let her know and then drove home. Well, guess what happened on the way home? The car stopped. Just like my mom's car did last week when I was driving it. sigh. So I tried to pull over to the right side of the road, but I was right in front of an intersection, so I was pretty much just blocking the right-hand turn lane. Luckily, I was able to get it to start about 10 minutes later (and I was like... less than a mile from home. Like... I don't even know how to describe how close I was. It's like a 2 minute drive, pretty much) and eventually managed to get home.

There was a light going off on the dashboard though when I was driving and I looked it up in the owner's manual and it means engine malfunction. So I guess we're going to have to take it in to get the engine repaired.

So, yeah. That's been my day so far. Why am I having such terrible luck with cars lately?

Well, today was sure an interesting day. I was thinking "Man, once school's over today, all will be good" since I had 2 quizzes (well ok one didn't happen, but I thought it was going to so I studied for it anyways) and an essay on Pride and Prejudice and tomorrow I don't have much of anything. Totally wrong, though.

So, our concert was tonight. We had some time between the end of school and our call time, so we decided to see Pride and Prejudice at the UCI market place theaters. (I'll comment on the movie in a bit) So once it was over, I started driving back, and I had just started going on Campus Drive (the street that both UCI and the high school I go to are on) and my car stopped. I still had some momentum so I was able to pull over to the side of the road, but it was really freaky. Nothing like that's ever happened to me before. So it was me, Emma, Jackie, Jessica, and Soan in the car, and Soan and Jessica had awhile before their call time, but Emma, Jackie, and I had to be there at 5:15 at the latest, and it was already like 4:50 and none of us were in our concert clothes yet. Yeah. Not good. So I called my mom and then AAA and it was arranged that my dad would come from work to give me the car so I could drive us to the concert and he could wait for AAA and my mom would walk down to the school (because I live like... a 2 minute drive from the school, and it's only that long because of the long signal). Sometime while waiting, Mike Tseng was driving Justin down Campus and recognized our car and stopped. So we explained what was going on and he ended up driving Emma, Jackie, and me to school (because at this point it was 5:12 and we were going to be very late) while the others waited for my dad/AAA. When we got there, my mom wasn't there yet so I spent like 10 minutes freaking out because she had my clothes. But we told Mrs. Bentley and she understood and everything ended up working out.

The annoying thing is that once my dad arrived to the car, he tried turning it on and it worked. I swear I tried starting it up again at least three freaking times and it didn't start up any of the times. But it worked out all right, in any case. Really freaking weird, though.

Anyways. The Pride and Prejudice essay I wrote wasn't too bad. I don't think I was incredibly insightful but it could've been worse, and I think I pulled at least a B-, which is all I really want.

The Pride and Prejudice movie was actually better than I thought. I was expecting it to be pretty terrible, honestly. There were some things I didn't like (like them being about to kiss during his first proposal - wtf?! No! No! I get the "OMG I HATE YOU BUT I SECRETLY WANT TO JUMP YOU" thing they do in current movies, but that's totally not what's going on there, and even if it was, they would never, ever kiss before they were engaged. I don't even think they'd kiss when they became engaged! I think it'd probably be until they were married before they could kiss. But definitely not then. And also, the last scene was just terrible cheesy), but overall it wasn't too bad. And it was so pretty! Bingley looked crazy, though he was pretty adorable and sweet. And I actually liked the actor who played Darcy, but I think I like Colin Firth more. But yeah, it wasn't too bad, really.

The concert turned out... pretty mediocre. I played in a quartet in the lobby before it started with Emma, Mukul, and Mike Schneider, and we hadn't played the piece in like a week, so it was terrible. First Mukul had the wrong part out but didn't realize it until about 10 measures in, so we freaking stopped and started again. Then at some point Mukul didn't play 2 notes and so that threw Schneider off and somehow he thought Mukul had skipped 2 lines so I guess he went down 2 lines? But then none of us were playing the same thing so Schneider and then Emma stopped and then I stopped and people started applauding and were all "OMG YOU GUYS ARE SO GOOD!" and we're like "...uh?" and started at a random measure and finished the piece. The sax ensemble was decent but we've played it better, which is the same for the Wind Ensemble. Jazz band I think was one of the better times we played the pieces, but that's not saying anything, and I think we were still pretty mediocre.

Anyways. Overall, a very stressful, bizarre day. But I'm just glad that my essay is over. And tomorrow all I have is a chemistry test 2nd period (which is the first period of the day tomorrow because it's block schedule) and I'm not worried about it because I barely pay attention in chem and I barely think about the class, and I have a 91.9% so I figure it doesn't really matter. I could get like a C on the test and still have an A-, so yeah. Not too concerned. But I don't think I'll do that bad, anyways. And then after that we have like nothing in French and nothing in Wind Ensemble. And then I'm free for 2 weeks! Woohoo! :D

guh. Tired now. Should probably look over chem notes and then sleep. Oh, and "wrap" (i.e., put the bows that just stick on things onto the things I got for people) the presents. And also decide who exactly I'm giving presents to, because I'm not sure I have it figured out.

I saw Campus Confidential. That was... bad. I mean, it's not a good sign when you're longing for Teddy Dunn's character to come back on screen (though that was kind of more because, while I don't find him hot, per se, he has really, really pretty eyes. At least when he was on screen, I could stare at his pretty eyes). And I usually enjoy cheesy teenage romantic comedies for their total cheesiness and because I'm a total sap and get all squee-y over the romances in romantic comedies. But this wasn't even cheesily good. This was just all-around bad. I mean, I found myself being all "Ok, next, Duncan will come on screen. Ok, now Missy will go all power-trip and drop Ren," and being right. ...yeah, also, I apparently am unable to separate actors I've seen from the first role I saw them in.

Anyways. Yeah. That was bad.

My mom comes home tomorrow afternoon (after I have my tenor lesson, unfortunately. I have to suffer through an entire lesson alone with him. gah. I'll just have to remember that come September, I won't have to have another lesson for 2 months. sigh). I love my mom, but I kind of don't want her to come home just now. I mean, she hasn't been away long enough for me to miss her, and I have so much more freedom with her not here and I'll miss that going away, and... no more full use of the car. :( I really want my own car. sigh. It wouldn't be such a big deal if I didn't go to school in an area where everyone's rich and teenagers get cars at 15 before they even have their driving permits. That's unfortunately not even slightly an exaggeration, either. blah.