All right, so everything was going great for the anime convention this weekend. I got to relax a little bit, spend some time with friends, dress up, and act silly...
But then...Disaster struck. It's almost like I'm not meant to feel true happiness or something...
I stayed over at a friend's place closer to the convention so that the drive wouldn't be as bad on Friday and Saturday night wahen we got done, but this morning (Sunday), my "friend" side-swiped my freaking 2008 Crimson red Altima that I treasure more than I can say just about anything else (besides my dog)...
My precious car that I allow no one to even eat in (icluding myself), and I always put something in the seats after coming from PT or the pool so that the seats don't smell...
My car that my parents struggle to make the payment on every month so that I might have a means of transportation...
I try so hard to keep my car in good shape that it's even a pain for my friends riding with me...
I literally cried for hours. My unnamed "friend" said that the damage "isn't that bad"...but my mom said it's awful. And just thinking about it makes me shrivel up inside.
I don't understand why on earth he couldn't just ask me to move my car. NOOO, he had to go and RUIN it.
I realize I'm probably over-reacting. I also realize that "I'm lucky" that no one was hurt. Well you know what? That doesn't make me any less upset over something that just could have been easily avoided.
He even had the gall to ask me not to tell his mom. I didn't, but when I burst into tears and asked him how he was going to pay for the damage, he wound up telling her. She said that she would pay for the damages, but I still feel upset.
Needless to say, my convention weekend ended on a sour note.

Forgive the rant. I haven't really done one in a while, and I really needed to do this one. x.x