Liberation

"Liberation" - by Rassouli

Well, then.
The biggest news?
My dad was in a car accident yesterday.

I'm still in shock. I mean, it was minor, and he wasn't injured (he does say he feels "different" though, and we're not sure whether something will develop as a result), but see... in my family, and amongst certain friends, my dad has a reputation. He speeds, but knows how to maneuver himself in traffic. He always has an "out" (a way to escape from a potentially unwanted situation). He weaves. He just handles the car really well, even at high speeds. Some - like my mom - think he drives recklessly (he likes to ride people's arses, etc.), but others - like my brother and me - just think he's a pro.

So we're still amazed, because dad of all people got into an accident. Unfortunately, he didn't have an out this time, and as he sat (at a light, I think), he saw the woman behind him in a SUV barreling toward him... and not braking. So he braced for it, which my mom kept saying is a mistake (but also admitted would be hard to not do in that situation), and.... bam. Sent him bumping into another SUV in front of him.

I do feel sad for Harvey, though. Apparently he has a cracked windshield, a missing grill, a busted headlight, and some rear damage - my dad said he's going to get whatever money he can from our bank/insurance and then get rid of him. He's planning to get rid of both Contours over the summer anyway, but still... it's only March, and that means we're down to only two cars (technically Harvey is drivable, but his airbags are deployed and - well - yeah. Only for emergency use, I guess). 

Of course, the more drivable of the Contours is the one that gets hit... but at least it wasn't Hans. 

And you know - the eeriest thing about this situation is that I had been receiving little omens about it all yesterday while I was at school. We got a lot of rain later in the day but on both my way to school and back home, I saw cops and accidents and road closures. On top of that, there's a girl in my studio classes who is having pain and problems because of a similar accident she had, and then, a couple of my friends were discussing this girl they knew, because the girl's father had recently died (he fell off a roof?). 

But I didn't think anything of it, of course. I never got any texts from my mom because it wasn't a major accident, so I didn't find out until I got home. 

That's enough of that, though. I'm just glad my dad's okay and that it wasn't Hans that got hit. 

In other news, I'm down to one day left of school - then I'll have my freedom for about a week and a half. Tomorrow, I have to do a speaking assignment in each of my classes... so not terribly exciting. Will probably be able to leave early, though, because my last class is small and our presentation is based on critiquing someone else's project. 

My narwhal project got a lot of love from my classmates, which made me happy. I was hoping for at least a 90, but my professor gave me an 87, which I won't argue with. Beats the 85s that I've been getting from her the last couple of projects. My rooster project, on the other hand - well - I'm just done with it. It looks like crap, but for some reason, my classmates kept coming up to me yesterday and telling me it looks beautiful. Maybe it's just the sepia... because there's seriously nothing exciting about this illustration at all (and that's not modesty). I had too much fun with the doll project, and now, I'm unmotivated, burnt out, and bored. 

My meditation with Shiva was brief. DST had me screwed up, so I didn't want to spend too much time trying to connect with him. I've had much better medi sessions with him; at least I acknowledged his presence.

I saw the first flowers sprouting on a tree in town. That made me so happy. I keep looking out my window, searching for signs of spring, reminding myself how beautiful and green it gets in my neighborhood when it's warm. I'm so excited. The cold weather has pretty much moved out...

I only have a couple things to do today, so I should get a move on.