Walking is Dangerous.

So I just got home from a walk. It was nice, peaceful. It involved choppy terrain. It went something like this;

*Stubs Toe* Me(mutters): Bugger.
*Trips* Me: Damn.
Me: Crap.
Me: Ow.
Mom: What are you muttering about?
Me: Nothing...Stupid, bloody, buggering terrain.
*Walks for a while without injuring feet* Me: Hey, this is going pretty...Ow.
Me: Son of a...WHOA!

Yes. That was me, tripping. But I managed to save myself from falling headfirst into the mud. Then the terrain evened out (thank muffins). But the point in this was. Walking is fun. When the terain is even. Not that it helps me anything because I fall over air.

Thank you and Peace Out.

Karma?

Is there a thing like Karma? Well if there is, mine sucks.

This morning began like any other until I got in my car and started my journey to work. The sun was shining, the road glistering I was accelerating but slowed down when I saw two girls walking along the road. I pressed the break and KABAM, my car started to slide uncontrollably. It spun and all that went through my mind was; Please God don't let me hit those girls. And I don't even believe in God so that's saying something. I was in chock I guess because next think I know Eddie (my car) slammed into a railing and stopped. Somewhere in my mind I registered that the girls came running and opened my car door and asked if I was okay. I think I answered them. They asked if they should call someone but I distinktly remember telling them no and with shaky hands dialing my moms number. So after making my mom go into hysterics I called dad. He asked me where I was and I answered with multiple swearwords.
I'm okay. Eddie is not. He's going to have to visit the car doctor and I am now without a car. Damn it all to hell.
On the bright side, noone got hurt...well except Eddie. I now feel shocked, sad and eagerly waiting for some kind of news about my poor car. I miss him already.

Over and Out.