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Bored in Orange Park
Luckily, school(online) and work eat most of my time. I can't wait to go back to tally and start grad school. I keep buying things for my apartment. Its gonna kick ass. I really want a flat panel tv for my apartment. I think I may try to pick one up on black friday. Sephora has also been eating my funds, but the new St.Johns shopping center does rock. Tony and Tina cosmetics are going out of business. Made me sad, but everything was 50% off, I would have bought so much more if it wasn't totally cleaned out. I may try to go back sometime this week and see if I can pick up some more stuff assuming anything is left. Tony and Tiny (real people, NYC artist who started the glitter fad by giving there products to a 100 popular high school girls around the country and encouraged them to take about the products to friends) are getting a divorce and instead of risking compromising the company's values by selling it they opted to end it instead. A shame for the makeup world. I am all into the whore-y look right now. Gaudy gold and red lipstick. Can't go wrong.
Other oddness...
Casey and I were driving to Dairy Queen last night after we both got off work for a late night fatty snack. Passing the OP medical center the cars infront of us all slam on their brakes. I immediately see the body in the road. Casey and I are two cars back for the one the that hit the women. Casey and I pull off into a parking lot and I jump out along with the man in the car infront of me. The man who hit her was on his cell phone with 911. The guy from the second car was checking for a pulse. The hospital police were running over and on the radio. I was all ready to go into CPR mode but she was dead. No chance. Dead the second she was hit. She had a compound facture(eww)in her left tibia, her hips and spine were crushed from where the SUV hit her, her legs looked empty because of the shattered bones, her body was contorted in a way you could tell she was internally ripped in two. It was one of the strangest sights I have ever seen. It was pouring rain outside, she had on a black tee shirt and dark purple shorts, and thought it was a good idea to run across a busy 45 mph road at night? The man slammed on his brakes before he hit her because her body wasn't thrown that far. I couldn't tell if she dashed infront of his car or if she was standing in the road because it was dark out. I felt bad for her, and especially for the man who hit her. He was in his 50s, wearing sperrys and a yellow izod polo, driving a white SUV. He stepped out of his car, with his phone in hand calling 911. He was probably on his way home to Fleming Island. Once the cop came, I left, there was nothing to be done. When I turned and walked away, two teen girls were walking up from the car behind us, I advised them to go back to their car and not to look. The older of the teens stopped her younger sister, wise choice. I got back in the car and told my sister she was dead, nothing could be done, and that we could leave. My sister was optimistic. Argued that she could be ok and was probably just unconscious. I figured the cars would be blocking her body in the road, but as we pasted slowly because of all the people now gathering. They flipped her upperhalf so she was laying flat against the street, Casey, and I for that matter, got a nice view of her blood streaked face. Casey points out if we had been two cars ahead we would have hit her. She seemed shaken. We went on to grab some ice cream and I suggested we go the long way home to avoid the accident mess. She stated it would all be gone because they will have already taken her to the hosiptal across the street. I mentioned that see was dead, and that lots of cops will be there. As we drove past the scene again, Casey said "look there's a ambulance". I said "no, thats a firetrunk/first responder unit". Then we saw the body with a white sheet over it and blood stains. Casey was quiet, states she could never be a doctor. I thought she might be homeless because her body had no shoes on it. As we drove past the second time, I reliezed that her shoes were underneath his car. The force of the accident knocked her out of her own shoes. Anyway, it was weird and sad. She just died so suddenly. I don't think I have ever been so close to a body.
Anyway, thanks for listening, I will be in tally for a couple days the first week of july. See you then.
Luckily, school(online) and work eat most of my time. I can't wait to go back to tally and start grad school. I keep buying things for my apartment. Its gonna kick ass. I really want a flat panel tv for my apartment. I think I may try to pick one up on black friday. Sephora has also been eating my funds, but the new St.Johns shopping center does rock. Tony and Tina cosmetics are going out of business. Made me sad, but everything was 50% off, I would have bought so much more if it wasn't totally cleaned out. I may try to go back sometime this week and see if I can pick up some more stuff assuming anything is left. Tony and Tiny (real people, NYC artist who started the glitter fad by giving there products to a 100 popular high school girls around the country and encouraged them to take about the products to friends) are getting a divorce and instead of risking compromising the company's values by selling it they opted to end it instead. A shame for the makeup world. I am all into the whore-y look right now. Gaudy gold and red lipstick. Can't go wrong.
Other oddness...
Casey and I were driving to Dairy Queen last night after we both got off work for a late night fatty snack. Passing the OP medical center the cars infront of us all slam on their brakes. I immediately see the body in the road. Casey and I are two cars back for the one the that hit the women. Casey and I pull off into a parking lot and I jump out along with the man in the car infront of me. The man who hit her was on his cell phone with 911. The guy from the second car was checking for a pulse. The hospital police were running over and on the radio. I was all ready to go into CPR mode but she was dead. No chance. Dead the second she was hit. She had a compound facture(eww)in her left tibia, her hips and spine were crushed from where the SUV hit her, her legs looked empty because of the shattered bones, her body was contorted in a way you could tell she was internally ripped in two. It was one of the strangest sights I have ever seen. It was pouring rain outside, she had on a black tee shirt and dark purple shorts, and thought it was a good idea to run across a busy 45 mph road at night? The man slammed on his brakes before he hit her because her body wasn't thrown that far. I couldn't tell if she dashed infront of his car or if she was standing in the road because it was dark out. I felt bad for her, and especially for the man who hit her. He was in his 50s, wearing sperrys and a yellow izod polo, driving a white SUV. He stepped out of his car, with his phone in hand calling 911. He was probably on his way home to Fleming Island. Once the cop came, I left, there was nothing to be done. When I turned and walked away, two teen girls were walking up from the car behind us, I advised them to go back to their car and not to look. The older of the teens stopped her younger sister, wise choice. I got back in the car and told my sister she was dead, nothing could be done, and that we could leave. My sister was optimistic. Argued that she could be ok and was probably just unconscious. I figured the cars would be blocking her body in the road, but as we pasted slowly because of all the people now gathering. They flipped her upperhalf so she was laying flat against the street, Casey, and I for that matter, got a nice view of her blood streaked face. Casey points out if we had been two cars ahead we would have hit her. She seemed shaken. We went on to grab some ice cream and I suggested we go the long way home to avoid the accident mess. She stated it would all be gone because they will have already taken her to the hosiptal across the street. I mentioned that see was dead, and that lots of cops will be there. As we drove past the scene again, Casey said "look there's a ambulance". I said "no, thats a firetrunk/first responder unit". Then we saw the body with a white sheet over it and blood stains. Casey was quiet, states she could never be a doctor. I thought she might be homeless because her body had no shoes on it. As we drove past the second time, I reliezed that her shoes were underneath his car. The force of the accident knocked her out of her own shoes. Anyway, it was weird and sad. She just died so suddenly. I don't think I have ever been so close to a body.
Anyway, thanks for listening, I will be in tally for a couple days the first week of july. See you then.