i nearly hurt someone with my (dad's) car. i was making a right turn and i was almost pulled out into the lane and i was looking left and there was a big truck parked on the corner so i couldn't see if there were cars coming so i was looking intently to the left and pulling out, i was halfway over the crosswalk for god's sake! and someone decides to walk in front of me and i wasn't looking in front of me i was looking to the left to make sure i wasn't going to get hit and i hit the man in front of me and he says "hey hey hey!" and i slammed the brakes and stopped the car and i hit him but he didn't fall over and he glared at me and i was PISSED but i didn't say anything i just held up my hands like sorry and then I said sorry and i was sorry but i was also pissed because he made me almost kill him!

and then yesterday i was walking in the street, up the right side, waiting to be able to cross, and this police car drives by me (on the right side) and in my mind i shout hey you, i have drugs in my pocket! because i did but he didn't know and he didn't hear me in his head so he kept driving and i thought about that and then another police car drove the other way (on the left side) and i saw a lady in a car on the left side trying to flag him down (she'd pulled over to the curb) but he didn't even look at her because he was busy staring at me walking in the street and he drove right on by. so i asked if she needed help and she wanted to know how to get to 128.

the other day i looked out the window and the trees were really pretty.