Today it's been raining cats and dogs, thunder, lighting... beautiful (no sarcasm) I love Thunderstorms.
I ran down to Giant to get my breakfast(I hate breakfast foods) and all is good. AFter I pay for my stuff, I pull over to take a few new pictures because the lighting is just perfect. I'm pulling out to leave and for about three minutes I'm alone until I get to a light. There's a car in front of me another Grand Prix in the STRAIGHT LANE ONLY and this Camry flies up and stops short of the Grand Prix (not mine) and is probably a few inches away.
The light turns green, my lane, THE ONLY LEFT TURN LANE out of the three (one left, straight, and right). The car in front of me pulls into the fast lane and I start to pull into the slow lane. I'm looking out my side mirror, something just doesn't feel right as I round my turn, I can hardly see but suddenly I see that damned Camry lights right on me. He missed my bumper by a few inches the dumb shit. Oh yeah, he was a on a cell phone ZOMG who could have guess that?!!
We're all prone to mistakes, but he made no attempt to get in front of me by letting me know. He pulled out when I did from the pull out something didn't feel right. Obviously not when the 'tard turned left in the STRAIGHT lane only and was about ready to buy me a new car.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Blinker, so? I'll Still Ride Your Ass
It was B-E-Autiful today! I went out with the mom to Giant for some cook out stuff and we forgot my dads cigars when we got home. So I turned around and took my car out for a ride, windows down, music blaring (Country) Enjoying my drive at 60MPH in a 55MPH zone. The traffic starter getting thicker as I got closer to the third or so light (they're spread out quite a bit) and I see this junker Saturn come flying up in the right lane. I naturally sped up to keep her from cutting me off ( I hate people who do) so I'm somewhat riding the truck in front me, he can't see anyway as he's a dump truck.
I'm watching this woman and her teenage boyfriend... possibly son, but I doubt it. She flips her blinker on and floors it into my lane, she missed my front bumper by five inches I kid you not. I don't slow down so I'm riding her ass. I hate tailgaters, but I hate people who cut me off even more when I'm doing right and them wrong. So she's glaring at me through my side mirror, I'm smirking and shaking my head. As soon as I can get past her I do, missing her car by an inch or so, driving slowly past her I'm looking at her and doesn't look at me. Go figure, cowardice little bitch.
People are insanely stupid.
On the way home however I had a good laugh. There's this Black Caddy that's being driven by a minority race and there's a junker car behind him. Riding his bumper, talking on the cell phone and weaving in the lane. So she jerks her car into the right lane, the Caddy follows, cutting her off. Meanwhile I'm three car lengths back, enjoying this tension. I see the girl jerk the car into the left lane and the Caddy cuts her off again at this point I am laughing out loud. I get up to 60MPH in the 55MPH again and pass the girl, missing her too by a few inches (Yeah I'm a hypocrite sometimes) and resume my leisure drive. Well she jerks into the lane AGAIN, no blinker, rides my bumper and tries to pass me, well the Caddy floors it up next to me so we basically boxed her in.
I won't lie and say that I didn't slow down to give my own contribution. But I had a good time minus my earlier incident.
I'm watching this woman and her teenage boyfriend... possibly son, but I doubt it. She flips her blinker on and floors it into my lane, she missed my front bumper by five inches I kid you not. I don't slow down so I'm riding her ass. I hate tailgaters, but I hate people who cut me off even more when I'm doing right and them wrong. So she's glaring at me through my side mirror, I'm smirking and shaking my head. As soon as I can get past her I do, missing her car by an inch or so, driving slowly past her I'm looking at her and doesn't look at me. Go figure, cowardice little bitch.
People are insanely stupid.
On the way home however I had a good laugh. There's this Black Caddy that's being driven by a minority race and there's a junker car behind him. Riding his bumper, talking on the cell phone and weaving in the lane. So she jerks her car into the right lane, the Caddy follows, cutting her off. Meanwhile I'm three car lengths back, enjoying this tension. I see the girl jerk the car into the left lane and the Caddy cuts her off again at this point I am laughing out loud. I get up to 60MPH in the 55MPH again and pass the girl, missing her too by a few inches (Yeah I'm a hypocrite sometimes) and resume my leisure drive. Well she jerks into the lane AGAIN, no blinker, rides my bumper and tries to pass me, well the Caddy floors it up next to me so we basically boxed her in.
I won't lie and say that I didn't slow down to give my own contribution. But I had a good time minus my earlier incident.
Cops.
It always seems that cops are a huge debate amongst our everyday (NOT) driver. Too often do I hear people complain against cops and my mental response is: "If you're not doing something wrong then why the fuck should you care?" Seriously, the only time someone is pissed off at the cops or hate them is because they are FREQUENTLY doing things wrong.
Q: Why is it so hard for someone to buckle their seat belt?
A: It could be two things. They had ignorant jackasses for parents who didn't grind it into their head early on and they only realize when half their brain is splayed across the pavement or the car glass windshield that they were deprived of safety by their inconsiderate parents. Some have the luxury of walking away; most don't. I feel no sympathy for people who pass on from wrecking because their seat-belt was not in use; it's their own fucking fault.
A2: Because in this day and age you have to be unsafe to be "Cool" That driving around without a seat-belt is defiance to your parents or you feel that "The man is holding you back" by wearing TWO FUCKING SIMPLE STRAPS ACROSS YOU that holds you between life and death if you are in a wreck.
Needless to say you can still be killed seat-belt or not, it all depends on how intense the wreck is. When I attended a Junior Law Cadet program we were exposed to images of accidents, most of which wore their seat-belts and still ended up dying because of the impact.
Life is already short, stop being an ignorant ass and wear your seat-belt.
That's one major things people get pulled over for.
The second is... come on guess it... you probably got it right SPEEDING!!!
We have 95 going through here and too often do I see people barreling down 95 at 90-150mph. If they're caught they go straight to jail if they're over 100mph, serves them right. People that speed excessively are a danger to everyone and themselves, but they're too ignorant and callas to people because they have a stick up their ass.
Again, if you are speeding and you get pulled over. Zip your fucking lip about a ticket, serves you right for not abiding by the law. Cops get shot every day by doing their job because YOU don't agree that YOU should be pulled over for YOU breaking the law. Most go without consequence, but a lot are punished for RIGHTFUL CRIMES. If you feel you weren't doing wrong then take the Cop to judge, but seriously shut the fuck up about bitching about them. They're risking their life every time they walk up to a window hoping to God that whoever they pulled over won't drive a knife into their belly or shoot them at point blank range.
I admit to speeding 5-10mph over the speed limit, but I watch around me. For the most part I go with the traffic and don't cause problems. If I see a cop I naturally slow down, I don't slam on the brakes because if I get caught; it's my own damn fault for speeding.
I recall a case that I got pulled over ONCE in my four year driving 'career'. The time I got pulled over it was rightful and I was terrified. I was doing 40-45mph on a 45mph road with lights. I glanced down and looked up to see the light was yellow, I had no idea how long it'd been yellow so I hit the breaks. Realizing I was going too fast I floored it and saw a cop to my left in the turn lane, so I slammed my breaks on, ABS had not reset so I went sliding. I slid at least the length of my QC Dakota, but as I did this I turned away from the road as I had been taught in the "Junior Law Cadet" to avoid any accident. I in turn caused no accident, but I got the whole deal, smoke, burning rubber, and an eerie silence afterwards. No one moved. I'm sitting there partially in the intersection and no one has moved; green light or not.
Slowly I pulled off and the cop pulls up behind me; all like I had expected. I pulled over and looked for my Registration; which I couldn't find I was scared so bad. I didn't have my license on me either because my dad had taken my car that morning to work. If you want to read about what we said, then continue:
Officer: Hey there.
Me: Hello
Officer: I don't think I need to tell you why I pulled you over, right?
Me: No sir.
Officer: You know what you did was almost... wreckless, right?
Me: Yes, Sir, I'm sorry...
Officer: How fast were you going?
Me: I think 40-45mph, Sir.
Officer: What happened?
Me: I don't know, Sir.
Officer: Are you on any medication? You're out of breath.
Me: No Sir, just scared.
Officer: Well, let me tell you what I think happened. You weren't paying attention and when you looked at the light and saw it was yellow, you panicked and slammed on the breaks.
Me: Sounds right, Sir.
Officer: You know I wouldnt' have pulled you over if your front tires were over the white line, right?
Me: No Sir, I didn't know that.
Officer: Well, I wouldn't have. Do you have your license and registration?
Me: {Pause} No Sir... I don't.
Officer: { No response }
Me: Sir, I don't want it to sound like I'm lying... but my dad took my car this morning and he has my license in it. I can't even find my registration.
Officer: Okay... is the vehicle registered to you or ...?
Me: I--I think it's me... but it may be my mom, sir.
Officer: Ok, what's your SSN?
Me: I don't know that either, Sir ( I do now!!)
Officer: You don't know your SSN??
Me: No Sir, I know that's a bad thing.
Officer: Well, you're going to have to give me something.
Me: I don't have anything, Sir. I can give you a ... number?
Officer: No, what's your name? Where do you live?
Me: {Name + Street}
I don't remember what he said between that and this:
Officer: Where do you live again? ( I thought he asked where I lived, he wanted my name)
Me: {Road here}
Officer: No, your name.
Me: {Name here}
Officer: Alright, I'm going to let you off with a warning. Be careful, these trucks don't stop all that well.
I was about to cry, I wanted to get out and hug this guy. He was so patient and I was terrified. I literally started crying when he told me he was letting me off on a warning.
No I didn't expose any leg or cleavage. I was wearing an ARMY grey shirt and jeans. No sex appeal had manipulated the Cop. I was genuinely scared and I believe he felt that was enough punishment.
Cops have little to no respect when they should have the most.
Q: Why is it so hard for someone to buckle their seat belt?
A: It could be two things. They had ignorant jackasses for parents who didn't grind it into their head early on and they only realize when half their brain is splayed across the pavement or the car glass windshield that they were deprived of safety by their inconsiderate parents. Some have the luxury of walking away; most don't. I feel no sympathy for people who pass on from wrecking because their seat-belt was not in use; it's their own fucking fault.
A2: Because in this day and age you have to be unsafe to be "Cool" That driving around without a seat-belt is defiance to your parents or you feel that "The man is holding you back" by wearing TWO FUCKING SIMPLE STRAPS ACROSS YOU that holds you between life and death if you are in a wreck.
Needless to say you can still be killed seat-belt or not, it all depends on how intense the wreck is. When I attended a Junior Law Cadet program we were exposed to images of accidents, most of which wore their seat-belts and still ended up dying because of the impact.
Life is already short, stop being an ignorant ass and wear your seat-belt.
That's one major things people get pulled over for.
The second is... come on guess it... you probably got it right SPEEDING!!!
We have 95 going through here and too often do I see people barreling down 95 at 90-150mph. If they're caught they go straight to jail if they're over 100mph, serves them right. People that speed excessively are a danger to everyone and themselves, but they're too ignorant and callas to people because they have a stick up their ass.
Again, if you are speeding and you get pulled over. Zip your fucking lip about a ticket, serves you right for not abiding by the law. Cops get shot every day by doing their job because YOU don't agree that YOU should be pulled over for YOU breaking the law. Most go without consequence, but a lot are punished for RIGHTFUL CRIMES. If you feel you weren't doing wrong then take the Cop to judge, but seriously shut the fuck up about bitching about them. They're risking their life every time they walk up to a window hoping to God that whoever they pulled over won't drive a knife into their belly or shoot them at point blank range.
I admit to speeding 5-10mph over the speed limit, but I watch around me. For the most part I go with the traffic and don't cause problems. If I see a cop I naturally slow down, I don't slam on the brakes because if I get caught; it's my own damn fault for speeding.
I recall a case that I got pulled over ONCE in my four year driving 'career'. The time I got pulled over it was rightful and I was terrified. I was doing 40-45mph on a 45mph road with lights. I glanced down and looked up to see the light was yellow, I had no idea how long it'd been yellow so I hit the breaks. Realizing I was going too fast I floored it and saw a cop to my left in the turn lane, so I slammed my breaks on, ABS had not reset so I went sliding. I slid at least the length of my QC Dakota, but as I did this I turned away from the road as I had been taught in the "Junior Law Cadet" to avoid any accident. I in turn caused no accident, but I got the whole deal, smoke, burning rubber, and an eerie silence afterwards. No one moved. I'm sitting there partially in the intersection and no one has moved; green light or not.
Slowly I pulled off and the cop pulls up behind me; all like I had expected. I pulled over and looked for my Registration; which I couldn't find I was scared so bad. I didn't have my license on me either because my dad had taken my car that morning to work. If you want to read about what we said, then continue:
Officer: Hey there.
Me: Hello
Officer: I don't think I need to tell you why I pulled you over, right?
Me: No sir.
Officer: You know what you did was almost... wreckless, right?
Me: Yes, Sir, I'm sorry...
Officer: How fast were you going?
Me: I think 40-45mph, Sir.
Officer: What happened?
Me: I don't know, Sir.
Officer: Are you on any medication? You're out of breath.
Me: No Sir, just scared.
Officer: Well, let me tell you what I think happened. You weren't paying attention and when you looked at the light and saw it was yellow, you panicked and slammed on the breaks.
Me: Sounds right, Sir.
Officer: You know I wouldnt' have pulled you over if your front tires were over the white line, right?
Me: No Sir, I didn't know that.
Officer: Well, I wouldn't have. Do you have your license and registration?
Me: {Pause} No Sir... I don't.
Officer: { No response }
Me: Sir, I don't want it to sound like I'm lying... but my dad took my car this morning and he has my license in it. I can't even find my registration.
Officer: Okay... is the vehicle registered to you or ...?
Me: I--I think it's me... but it may be my mom, sir.
Officer: Ok, what's your SSN?
Me: I don't know that either, Sir ( I do now!!)
Officer: You don't know your SSN??
Me: No Sir, I know that's a bad thing.
Officer: Well, you're going to have to give me something.
Me: I don't have anything, Sir. I can give you a ... number?
Officer: No, what's your name? Where do you live?
Me: {Name + Street}
I don't remember what he said between that and this:
Officer: Where do you live again? ( I thought he asked where I lived, he wanted my name)
Me: {Road here}
Officer: No, your name.
Me: {Name here}
Officer: Alright, I'm going to let you off with a warning. Be careful, these trucks don't stop all that well.
I was about to cry, I wanted to get out and hug this guy. He was so patient and I was terrified. I literally started crying when he told me he was letting me off on a warning.
No I didn't expose any leg or cleavage. I was wearing an ARMY grey shirt and jeans. No sex appeal had manipulated the Cop. I was genuinely scared and I believe he felt that was enough punishment.
Cops have little to no respect when they should have the most.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Off-Topic Patriotism
Here ya go, I found these and loved 'em.
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" I stay black you stay white..."
"As for my Mexican brothers and sisters; learn English motherfuckers." - Jeff Dunham
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Tailgaters and The Pathetic
This post is slightly on topic and off topic... I'll post the off topic first.
- Off-Topic
- On topic:
Last night we had some gay Toyota Corolla tailgating my mom for like 10 minutes. Needless to say my mom slowed down from 45 to 35... she still didn't back off. So when a straight away came she flew past us, I caught her tags and laughed, they basically said Mountain View 2009 but paraphrased. Funny thing is is she goes to my school, so I figured I'd slap a few Reece's cups on her window shield and let 'em melt when we go back to school.
But I didn't get that luxury, I got better. I went to go feed my friends horses (which was where she tailgated us), I was coming home and I saw some car come flying up. I'm doing 50-55MPH average on a 45MPH road and she has the audacity to get on my bumper as soon as she gets up to me. Of course the wheels are already turning when I realize it's her, no more than a minute of her following me I slam on my breaks, breaking from 50MPH down to 40-44 and gives her a heart-attack. I could not have asked for a better expressional response! Of course, I'm not the type to just bark and not look. At this point I'm, I guess, glaring? at her through my side mirror and I do this until I'm quite sure she's seen me before I resume my speed to 50mph and she keeps about two car lengths away from me. However she did close the gap to a car length, which was still agitating me, but I let it go because I had my 'revenge' on the little snot. lol
I cannot stand teenage drivers who shouldn't have their license or are tailgaters. I'm a teenager, but I don't tailgate unless I see it fit. And I've only done it a handful of times because one of 'em was tailgating my handicapped brothers bus and that just pissed me off and the other was tailgating a van on the backroads (yet again another Corolla) It's not easy driving a van on the backroads.
So yeah, short story, but it was funny My mom thought it was funny that I did that too, but she talked about how she knows my car and stuff. I told her I know hers too, and if something happens to it, I know where to go. Except now I have an idea, if she does something stupid, I'm chucking these spoiled boiled easter eggs at her POS.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Blinker Or No Blinker You're Still a Stupid Fuck
I'm driving home with my boyfriend this afternoon, I've got a blond ditz behind me chatting away on the cell phone riding my ass and I'm a cars length away from the sloth slow car in front of me. Yet we're still going 60MPH+ and it's only slow because she was on my ass. Well this POS Corolla is in the right lane, a minute later she jerks into my lane with her blinker... I ignore this fact and just keep driving and talking to my boyfriend. She moves back over to the other lane. I'm doing well over 65MPH now and I see a slow car on the right lane. Just as I anticipated the same fucking bitch jerks her POS car in front of me, I'm LESS than a fucking car length from the car in front of me and she has the brains.... wait NO BRAINS... to cut me off and make me slam on the brakes and my horn.
I'm apologizing to my boyfriend for that; he laughs and said that he'd get on her ass for that. So I be immature and I get right on her fucking bumper for the next five minutes. What I did was wrong, what she did was wrong blinker or no fucking blinker she's the kind of people I HATE because these people cause accidents.
I'm apologizing to my boyfriend for that; he laughs and said that he'd get on her ass for that. So I be immature and I get right on her fucking bumper for the next five minutes. What I did was wrong, what she did was wrong blinker or no fucking blinker she's the kind of people I HATE because these people cause accidents.
Friday, February 29, 2008
I was naughty...
One thing I cannot and WILL NOT stand is tailgaters. There's tons of them, I pick and choose my fights with them, but one night while driving my boyfriend home I had finally had enough. Some little biotch in a stupid Toyta POS was riding this vans bumper, I'm pretty far back and going more than the speed limit and this Toyota bitch is pushing the van. I'm sorry. I've driven a full sized van and a mid-sized truck on those back roads, they are a BITCH to drive on when it comes to corners. Vans are top heavy and harder to control on those back roads and here this Toyota bitch is trying to push her faster with her gay retarded foreign piece of shit.
We're following for about 10 minutes, I floor my car, tell my boyfriend to hang on and I get right-on-her-ass. She has the audacity to slam her breaks on me, wow she's pretty fucked up in the head. So I get right back on her, shift left of center so my headlights are square in her side mirror, by which she moves in to block it. So I follow her, bumper to bumper nearly for about 10 minutes. So as I prepare to turn I turn my brights on her as I turn, I fucking hate people like her. Wish I was in my truck, could have pushed the hell out of her and blinded her while I was at it.
Good Lord.
We're following for about 10 minutes, I floor my car, tell my boyfriend to hang on and I get right-on-her-ass. She has the audacity to slam her breaks on me, wow she's pretty fucked up in the head. So I get right back on her, shift left of center so my headlights are square in her side mirror, by which she moves in to block it. So I follow her, bumper to bumper nearly for about 10 minutes. So as I prepare to turn I turn my brights on her as I turn, I fucking hate people like her. Wish I was in my truck, could have pushed the hell out of her and blinded her while I was at it.
Good Lord.
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