My Scariest Moment
So, I was given this assignment to do by my coworkers, and although I declined (because my blog is about make-up), I apparently had no choice in the matter *side eye*
My scariest moment....hmmmm. THE ACCIDENT.
That moment when I could have died but I didn't. It was Friday, July 1, 2011. I was doing my internship at a local newspaper and was on an assignment at the Little Little Theatre. I was supposed to be picked up by the company's driver but he was doing what he should have been doing for me, with somebody else on another assignment (giggles) okay that sounds weird.
When he could not pick me up, I had to use a taxi service the company usually uses when all the vehicles are unavailable. I was in front (not wearing the seat belt), getting a head start on the story. I still do not know if we were speeding or not, but when we turned onto Arnold Road, I heard screeching and then we crashed into another vehicle.
Then I got up off the bonnet. YES the bonnet...of the car. My head mashed the windscreen and I ended up on the bonnet.
I got up. Tried calling my editor and when I couldn't reach him, I called a classmate who was also doing her internship there. I told her what happened and she started freaking out LMAO. I calmed her down and told her to tell my editor what happened. Then I called my mother and told her that I don't want her to freak out but I just went through the windscreen of a car but I'm okay. She freaked.
I felt like a lab rat after the accident. I did a million x-rays, scans, brain scans, examinations...ugh. I was calm until my first night at home. I was trying to sleep but then I realised that I could have died. My sweat soaked the bed. I screamed for hours. I was rushed to the doctor again. Of course, they felt the answer was to give me stronger medication. I still have a portion of both sets of meds I got (I can never complete my meds).
To this day I'm scared of speeding. I don't necessarily wear seat belts...all the time. I have a panic attack every time I 'feel' like we're driving too fast, even when others think otherwise. I always have to hide these attacks though. I also hate driving on Arnold Road. I even hate crossing the street (I know it sounds pathetic but I really can't help it).
Well, that's it for my scariest moment -___-
There goes my fear.
