Accidents Do Happen

This thing happened right after meeting “that” guy (see previous post). I said it was a long night because it really was. On my way home, I met an accident. I did not even post this in Facebook because I know how exaggerated my mom’s reaction to everything is, she would definitely freak out and ask me about details non-stop for at least two weeks even if I already showed her that I barely even had a scratch (Mommy, this is a joke so don’t overreact…see what I did there? *wink*).

So I was driving (obviously), in the MAIN road. I had to emphasize that just so you all know that it wasn’t my fault. It’s my first accident so I have to be all defensive here, you know. I was going probably 40kph (which according to the policeman who gave me license was the speed limit). Then all of a sudden, a car came out. I hit the brakes but then it was too late. Good thing I was not really going that fast because God knows how bad I could have had it. My upper lip just hit the steering wheel because of the abrupt stop and I wasn’t wearing my seatbelt. Yes. I don’t know if anyone ever uses a seatbelt in this island. 
Oh well, thank God I was spared and as one of my officemates said, “Wow, it’s so cool that you had your first accident and it wasn’t your fault!” Yes. I also appreciate that we did not have to call the police and just settled among us. My car has been fixed, no worries! I’m glad I was able to keep my composure throughout the whole ordeal. No panicking for me. I even decided not to end my night yet after that. Yup.

before and after the makeover.