and this makes THREE...

...car accidents in, what? A two year period? I'm probably the worst driver alive.

My car is fine...there wasn't really any REAL damage done. It was just the worst possible time to happen. Technically, I don't think I even have my driver's license...but I'm not incredibly sure.

What happened? I was driving with the dogs in the backseat and the windows were down. It started to rain so I put the windows up but Collins' head was still in the way. I looked down for one MEASLY second and looked up again and the car ahead was stopped because it was taking a left. I slammed on my breaks but there was a puddle and the brakes pretty much did nothing. I slammed into them at the speed of maybe 5 MPH but it was still enough to trade some paint with the other car.

So...it could've been worse. I realize that. But I still can't help but feel a lot guilty. That's THREE fucking accidents that I've been in a two year period. Maybe I should stop driving, you think? I'll just go back to walking everywhere.

That's it. That's the story. I just thought I'd vent and tell you all that I suck. So...have a good night.

~ Jenny Lynn ~