So I witnessed my first accident yesterday.
Like I mentioned in my previous post, I planned on going out for mini golf & icecream with two of my best friends, and I was pretty excited because I haven't seen one of them, Shayla(or Shalille O' Neil as I call her :P) in like a friggen month! So after driver's education Amanda and I went to her house so she could grab her money, and we biked our way down to Shayla's. Golfing was fun :), we made alot of jokes, usually the essential "that's what she said" jokes, haha. Gotta love Steve Carell. Shayla kept losing her ball in the bushes :P. Yes, we were very entertained that afternoon. But anyways, onto the main story. After golf, Shayla bought us icecream, I hate letting people pay for me alot, but she was calling this my late birthday present, so I just gritted my teeth and let her spoil me, hahah. She's a great friend, I've really missed her. We ate our icecream in the gazebo thing near the roadway, which just so happens to be a major highway in our area. Suddenly I heard a commotion, so I turned my head to see two cars colliding, this white minivan and a green pickup, not too far from where we were. It wasn't close enough to come within harm to us, but it was definitely near enough so we could see what was going on pretty vividly. Apparenly the van was trying to make a u-turn, and the truck with the right-of-way smashed into it, flinging the girl driving like a helpless ragdoll. She landed on the highway pavement and witnesses flooded to her aid. I think someone with medical experience was closeby because they began performing CPR on her for what seemed like ages. The ambulance seemed to take it's sweet time too. I mean I'm sure they try their best, but death can come quick..
Just watching this whole scene gave me goosebumps. Gradually we inched our way closer, still completely out of the way, but we wanted to get a better look where a bunch of other people were. After awhile they took her by helicopter to a bigger hospital. I read this morning that the girl's okay, just suffering some head trauma, and the pickup truck driver is basically unharmed. He actually works with me, sort of. I think he does construction or excavating, something of that profession. I don't know, I guess just watching that accident with my own eyes was a major wake up call. You really have to be careful when you're driving. I feel like I usually am, but you can always step it up a bit. Even if you, yourself, are an excellent driver, that doesn't mean the reckless person late pulling out in front of you to make it to their job on time is. So that is my little lesson of the day, haha.
The rest of the evening was pretty good. We ended up coming back to Shayla's to sleep over, got alot of much needed catching up done :). It really sucks how long we've gone without hanging out, I should kick myself for it, haha. Skid and Tanner got in a little fight, not like seriously, but it was funny, haha. Tanner totally won, and I caught some of the action on my camera phone. I should probably fill you guys in, shouldn't I? Tanner is Shayla's brother, who's my age, and Skid is the nickname they've given to their dad. Chanda was there too :). Ahh, I've missed hanging out there so much, Amanda,Shayla, and I get along so well too, so I'm glad we got to hang out again. Next time we should add Julie to the mix, but yesterday she was working. Damn you, Great Escape and Splashwater Kingdom for stealing my friend >:[. Damn you to the firey pits of hell :P. Hahah, I'm just kidding, but seriously, work is lame. I know this from experience, and therefore I only work like twice a week. It's kinda harsh on my wallet, but hey, you gotta live a little, right?
Speaking of work, that's what I did tonight after I left my friends. I actually picked up Tom and hung out with him here for awhile, but it wasn't for long because he had to work on my farm with Nick, boohoo, so that was basically it. Four hours of work was definitely tolerable, and I like working with JoAnne, she used to be my teacher back in elementary :). She's nice. Plus she's going to bring in some books for me to look at because I'm always reading whenever I get the chance to at work. Water for Elephants is my current book :), I love it. Sometimes I get sick of reading stories about people my age, so it's nice to break out and hear something in the perspective of a ninety, or ninety-three year old man :P. I feel like a broken record, I always go back to reading. Books,books,books, blahblahblah, haha. But I really do love them, and this is my blog, so I will continue to play my reoccurring tune.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Thinking Back
Today has significance, but not in a pleasant way.
I'm not sure how I remember this date when I struggle with family birthdays, but today's the day my Grandma passed away, in 2001. I couldn't tell you what day she was born, but I certainly remember this date distinctly.
The phone call at one o' clock in the morning, so unusual. Who calls at that hour, and what could they possibly want? Questions of a nine year old. Always so curious, so intruding. I snuck around trying to catch a glimpse of my mother on the phone, and once she hung up, she looked the worst I've ever seen her. I remember asking her what was wrong, but she said something along the lines of, "Not now..", but I think I finally got it out of her, she told me someone very close had died. For some reason I thought of this old aunt I had, Marge or something, because the thought of my Grandma, who I loved deeply, not being around anymore, that was just impossible. Nine year olds aren't programmed to think the worst, and I miss that about childhood. So once she told me who it was, I cried myself to sleep and sulked for the rest of the week. We had to fly out to Iowa, where she lived along with my Grandpa, who is still alive and kicking, for the funeral. I just remember it being such a sad experience, so many old people apologizing to us, and looking lost themselves because my Grandma was the kind of person that everyone loved. I really wish the whole situation never happened, the sunstroke, the wake(first dead body I've ever seen :/ ), the funeral, seeing my mother and Grandpa cry, crying myself. It was just horrible. But it is one of those inevidable things that you just can't squeeze your way out of, death happens. So it's always in your best interest to love the life you're living, make a positive impact, and hold no regrets. And when people you love have to go, reminisce in the memories, understand what they tried to teach you, and hold them in your heart forever.
So that was my little dedication of the night, because thoughts of her have been coming at me lately, and I felt like writing them out. I'll shed some positive light on this post now; It's really felt like forever since I've seen Shayla or Jenna, who are both really good friends of mine :), and tomorrow I'm going mini-golfing with the two of them, plus Amanda. I really hate the way we've drifted, so it'll be really good to catch up and have some fun :D. Plus eating icecream is never a bad thing, mmm. Saturday will be Tom and mine's 7months :). I don't know why, but I'm all excited for it, I just feel like it'll be a really good day. Hopefully my feelings don't disprove me.
Question: Is the Dark Knight really all it's cracked up to be? I'm thinking about seeing it, but I wanna hear some opinions :P,.
I'm not sure how I remember this date when I struggle with family birthdays, but today's the day my Grandma passed away, in 2001. I couldn't tell you what day she was born, but I certainly remember this date distinctly.
The phone call at one o' clock in the morning, so unusual. Who calls at that hour, and what could they possibly want? Questions of a nine year old. Always so curious, so intruding. I snuck around trying to catch a glimpse of my mother on the phone, and once she hung up, she looked the worst I've ever seen her. I remember asking her what was wrong, but she said something along the lines of, "Not now..", but I think I finally got it out of her, she told me someone very close had died. For some reason I thought of this old aunt I had, Marge or something, because the thought of my Grandma, who I loved deeply, not being around anymore, that was just impossible. Nine year olds aren't programmed to think the worst, and I miss that about childhood. So once she told me who it was, I cried myself to sleep and sulked for the rest of the week. We had to fly out to Iowa, where she lived along with my Grandpa, who is still alive and kicking, for the funeral. I just remember it being such a sad experience, so many old people apologizing to us, and looking lost themselves because my Grandma was the kind of person that everyone loved. I really wish the whole situation never happened, the sunstroke, the wake(first dead body I've ever seen :/ ), the funeral, seeing my mother and Grandpa cry, crying myself. It was just horrible. But it is one of those inevidable things that you just can't squeeze your way out of, death happens. So it's always in your best interest to love the life you're living, make a positive impact, and hold no regrets. And when people you love have to go, reminisce in the memories, understand what they tried to teach you, and hold them in your heart forever.
So that was my little dedication of the night, because thoughts of her have been coming at me lately, and I felt like writing them out. I'll shed some positive light on this post now; It's really felt like forever since I've seen Shayla or Jenna, who are both really good friends of mine :), and tomorrow I'm going mini-golfing with the two of them, plus Amanda. I really hate the way we've drifted, so it'll be really good to catch up and have some fun :D. Plus eating icecream is never a bad thing, mmm. Saturday will be Tom and mine's 7months :). I don't know why, but I'm all excited for it, I just feel like it'll be a really good day. Hopefully my feelings don't disprove me.
Question: Is the Dark Knight really all it's cracked up to be? I'm thinking about seeing it, but I wanna hear some opinions :P,.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Just a random ramble.
I can't even believe how quickly this summer's whizzing by.
It's kind of sad. Back in elementary, these months lasted forever, but now-- it's just an extended vacation. It's practically August, which means September's coming right up, and then it's time for going back to school. Kinda sad, huh?
But I'm not going to let it get me down. This year, I'll hopefully be able to drive myself places. So that means I won't be stuck relying on parents for rides. I'm hoping that may make the whole school year more enjoyable. Plus I'll be working weekends so I won't be shit broke all of the time. I really need to work more now, but I'm not getting many hours, and atleast I have time for my friends, so aaghh, I guess I'll just deal.
I wishhh there was a writing course around here somewhere. I feel like I suck, but I don't want to. It's just the only experience I really get with it's through blogging and my journal. I suppose I should stop being lazy and actually try writing some stories, but a workshop or course would really be helpful. It really aggravates me that our school doesn't even offer a journalism class. Grrr. I should suggest that to guidance, but by the time it could even get organized, I would probably already be graduated. Nothing ever seems to work out in this little town.
So I think I should explain why i want to write. Something just captivates me about being able to tell a story, about anything, and from anyone's point of view, and leave all of the visuals up to your imagination. That's what the big difference between books and movies is for me. Don't get me wrong, I like going to the movies just as much as the next person, but I value books more because of that freedom of creativity they give you. Movies are definitely great when you're feeling like chillen there, and not having to put a whole lot of thought into things. Some movies make you think, and those are the ones I love best, but since they provide all of the visuals, that's alot less for your imaginiation to come up with. I still do enjoy movies though, but the book is usually better.
Journalism interests me too. Being able to express your opinions and thoughts, and hopefully broadcast them to other people to give them new perspectives has always appealed to me. That's why I thought it could be neat to attempt to create a school newspaper this year, for the students. You see, at our school they send home this little newsletter every month, that touches upon all of the topics parents would be interested in (budgets, elections, ect) but it's usually nothing that really interests any of the students. A weekly/bi weekly/monthly newspaper, now that could be more appealing. I think it could help give a voice to students, so they could write in about what changes they would like to see, and hopefully make the whole highschool thing more enjoyable. Currently, our only way of knowing about events and things going on is either through word of mouth or the morning announcements, which noone likes to pay attention to. The only problem with this whole little idea, is the uncertainty if anyone else would be interested. And if they were interested, if they would just take over my idea and leave me without a say in it, haha. Hopefully neither of those little glitches occur.
Photography is another amazing thing to me. Again, it's not something that I'm all too great at, but that's why I'm taking the course, to learn and improve. I'm supposed to take a decent amount of good shots to show him, like 10 or so, maybe. I hope I can pull through on it.
It's kind of sad. Back in elementary, these months lasted forever, but now-- it's just an extended vacation. It's practically August, which means September's coming right up, and then it's time for going back to school. Kinda sad, huh?
But I'm not going to let it get me down. This year, I'll hopefully be able to drive myself places. So that means I won't be stuck relying on parents for rides. I'm hoping that may make the whole school year more enjoyable. Plus I'll be working weekends so I won't be shit broke all of the time. I really need to work more now, but I'm not getting many hours, and atleast I have time for my friends, so aaghh, I guess I'll just deal.
I wishhh there was a writing course around here somewhere. I feel like I suck, but I don't want to. It's just the only experience I really get with it's through blogging and my journal. I suppose I should stop being lazy and actually try writing some stories, but a workshop or course would really be helpful. It really aggravates me that our school doesn't even offer a journalism class. Grrr. I should suggest that to guidance, but by the time it could even get organized, I would probably already be graduated. Nothing ever seems to work out in this little town.
So I think I should explain why i want to write. Something just captivates me about being able to tell a story, about anything, and from anyone's point of view, and leave all of the visuals up to your imagination. That's what the big difference between books and movies is for me. Don't get me wrong, I like going to the movies just as much as the next person, but I value books more because of that freedom of creativity they give you. Movies are definitely great when you're feeling like chillen there, and not having to put a whole lot of thought into things. Some movies make you think, and those are the ones I love best, but since they provide all of the visuals, that's alot less for your imaginiation to come up with. I still do enjoy movies though, but the book is usually better.
Journalism interests me too. Being able to express your opinions and thoughts, and hopefully broadcast them to other people to give them new perspectives has always appealed to me. That's why I thought it could be neat to attempt to create a school newspaper this year, for the students. You see, at our school they send home this little newsletter every month, that touches upon all of the topics parents would be interested in (budgets, elections, ect) but it's usually nothing that really interests any of the students. A weekly/bi weekly/monthly newspaper, now that could be more appealing. I think it could help give a voice to students, so they could write in about what changes they would like to see, and hopefully make the whole highschool thing more enjoyable. Currently, our only way of knowing about events and things going on is either through word of mouth or the morning announcements, which noone likes to pay attention to. The only problem with this whole little idea, is the uncertainty if anyone else would be interested. And if they were interested, if they would just take over my idea and leave me without a say in it, haha. Hopefully neither of those little glitches occur.
Photography is another amazing thing to me. Again, it's not something that I'm all too great at, but that's why I'm taking the course, to learn and improve. I'm supposed to take a decent amount of good shots to show him, like 10 or so, maybe. I hope I can pull through on it.
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