What a shitty weekend!

I am emotionally drained, psyically injured, and stressed to no end by our supposed "boston" trip. And Johnny Garrison still hasn't written back...oh well...it's Emily's cursed luck.
So This weekend is too upsetting to discuss in full so I'll give you a gist of a story of a tale of a lecture.
I got into a car crash and, since i wasn't wearing a seat belt...i was bounced around like a Mexican Jumping Bean and landed on the floor of my friend's van with a concussion and a nose full of blood. I got to ride in an ambulance to the hospital (where the EMT did NOT hit on me) and they just pumped me full of painkillers and sent me on the merry way. The "Colonel..." (that's Ross' car) well...she's wounded seriously and might "be sent out to sea soon" says Ross...which is sad, because she was trooper and she saved my life.
I didn't get to see Blake this weekend and he was my primary reason to visit...so it was pointless to really go to Boston. =(
We lost Nathalie in Boston and we didn't know what was happening. I ended up reading "Akira" in the subway station...worried as shit...but we found her and we all had a good cry.
"What a crappy weekend!" We all said in unison, our eyes full of tears, in pain, and upset for the weekend...
While back at Bard
Jesse was getting it on all night!
My friend got into a car accident and has to have brain and heart surgery (that's the only bad thing that happened at Bard)
Spring Fling was under way and apparently awesome!
People jumped in moon bounces and inflatable full and i couldn't jump with my concussion!
I miss everything!!!!!!
So yes, Isaac, you are correct in saying that bad things naturally happen to me.
And NOW I HAVE WORK TO DO!
someone...PLEASE...make this nightmare go away...