spring break
two big stories, and the rest is kinda blah.
one;;
So on the way back from camping up at Apache Lake, we -- as in me, Chrissi, Tony, and Levi -- were driving in this caravan of about 5 other cars. 3 vans, and I think 2 honda sedans. And the caravan was going at about 90 miles an hour, and it was a pretty windy road. Not really busy, but there were the occasional bursts of traffic. So there we were, traveling along, and Chrissi goes, "I WANT ICE CREAM." And I really needed to go to the little girl's room.
We then pull into a Circle K, and we spend about 5 minutes there, tops, and then we travel about 2 minutes on the road again, and are diverted off the road. We take a look further down, and there is the three vans, two honda sedans, and some other cars in a massive car pile up. And we're talking massive. There was some smoke, and police cars were parked all over the place, and there was an ambulance there too.
So, we're all creeped out. If we hadn't gone to get ice cream, we'd be dead.
Because there were like, 5 deaths, and 45 major injuries, once we had looked up the crash on the internet.
I could have died.
two;;
HILARIOUS.
At the Foothills Mall food court, me and Tasha caught up with some of her friends. They were some people from a youth group, and were sitting around just chatting. There was a girl named Raimy that was super cool, really friendly, three other girls whose names I just can't remember, and three other guys. Mind you, two of these guys were really tall. The other one was medium height. Remember this.
So we were sitting around and chatting, and a group of girls sit two tables away from us. Raimy decides to 'go make friends'. We're like, okay, whatever, have fun.
Raimy goes over there, puts her hands on two of the girls shoulders, and leans into the circle. "Hey girls! What's up, I'm Raimy, what your names?" she says.
Silence.
"Okaaaay, so how about some high fives?" She puts her hand up for a high five.
Nothing.
"All right, that's cool, that's cool. So what you girls up to this lovely night?"
Finally a response. "Get. The. Fuck. Away."
All this time, we are laughing so hard. The way she's all chipper and friendly, and they're just stones of bitchiness... it's just plain hilarious.
But Raimy is shocked. Then, she looks over to us and goes, "C'mon guys, come over here, I want you to hear what this girl said!"
We go over there, and then all hell breaks loose. Probably because of the two giants standing up and towering over the whole scene.
This bitch chick with a skank ass outfit on starts yelling at the top of her lungs: "Get the fuck away from us! Who the hell do you think you are? What the fuck is your problem?" And we're all laughing at her, because we didn't see any kind of problem. Raimy was just plain being friendly, and they're making a big stupid deal out of it.
So Raimy goes, "Waitwaitwaitwait. How old are you girls?"
THEY WERE FOURTEEN YEARS OLD. FOURTEEN.
Whatever their parents were doing in the early stages was most obviously NOTHING.
We were all shocked.
Raimy starts apologizing, but that just makes things worse. By now, the rest of the group has sat down, because the whole food court was gaping at this spectacle of a group of skanks yelling at some nicely dressed young woman, who was laughing and trying to apologize, while her friends were laughing openly.
Then, Raimy goes, "Hold on, let me get the mall po-pos over here, they'll help us sort this out, okay?"
So they trudge over, and they're going, "What seems to be the problem here, ladies?"
And the main bitch says, "That girl touched us, man! She asked us our names and tried to talk to us!"
Which made us laugh harder. I mean, come on. Being friendly? Is bad? What the hell?
The mall popos were confused, but we all knew them. They knew us. It was all good.
So Raimy just ended up hanging out with the mall police, chatting and laughing about what had happened. It was obvious that she knew them, so the girls left, knowing that they were beat.
But the main bitch just stayed around, gathering friends, and telling the story, glaring over at us, like we were out to get her or something. She was just some drama llama.
It was marvelous, totally was the icing on my Spring Break.
Other than those two stories, I went to Tombstone and Patagonia with my dad, which was really fun. I got to ride in a real stagecoach, and walked around a couple cemeteries. Hehe.
I finished my project with Monica and Tasha, and helped Steph and Ubaldo with theirs.
Ugh, Ubaldo over at my house? AWESOME.
He's so damn hot! Those high cheekbones, luscious lips, angled cheekbones, MMMMM.
Delicioso.
:]
Oh wait, this was a kind of story, huh?
The end.
:D
one;;
So on the way back from camping up at Apache Lake, we -- as in me, Chrissi, Tony, and Levi -- were driving in this caravan of about 5 other cars. 3 vans, and I think 2 honda sedans. And the caravan was going at about 90 miles an hour, and it was a pretty windy road. Not really busy, but there were the occasional bursts of traffic. So there we were, traveling along, and Chrissi goes, "I WANT ICE CREAM." And I really needed to go to the little girl's room.
We then pull into a Circle K, and we spend about 5 minutes there, tops, and then we travel about 2 minutes on the road again, and are diverted off the road. We take a look further down, and there is the three vans, two honda sedans, and some other cars in a massive car pile up. And we're talking massive. There was some smoke, and police cars were parked all over the place, and there was an ambulance there too.
So, we're all creeped out. If we hadn't gone to get ice cream, we'd be dead.
Because there were like, 5 deaths, and 45 major injuries, once we had looked up the crash on the internet.
I could have died.
two;;
HILARIOUS.
At the Foothills Mall food court, me and Tasha caught up with some of her friends. They were some people from a youth group, and were sitting around just chatting. There was a girl named Raimy that was super cool, really friendly, three other girls whose names I just can't remember, and three other guys. Mind you, two of these guys were really tall. The other one was medium height. Remember this.
So we were sitting around and chatting, and a group of girls sit two tables away from us. Raimy decides to 'go make friends'. We're like, okay, whatever, have fun.
Raimy goes over there, puts her hands on two of the girls shoulders, and leans into the circle. "Hey girls! What's up, I'm Raimy, what your names?" she says.
Silence.
"Okaaaay, so how about some high fives?" She puts her hand up for a high five.
Nothing.
"All right, that's cool, that's cool. So what you girls up to this lovely night?"
Finally a response. "Get. The. Fuck. Away."
All this time, we are laughing so hard. The way she's all chipper and friendly, and they're just stones of bitchiness... it's just plain hilarious.
But Raimy is shocked. Then, she looks over to us and goes, "C'mon guys, come over here, I want you to hear what this girl said!"
We go over there, and then all hell breaks loose. Probably because of the two giants standing up and towering over the whole scene.
This bitch chick with a skank ass outfit on starts yelling at the top of her lungs: "Get the fuck away from us! Who the hell do you think you are? What the fuck is your problem?" And we're all laughing at her, because we didn't see any kind of problem. Raimy was just plain being friendly, and they're making a big stupid deal out of it.
So Raimy goes, "Waitwaitwaitwait. How old are you girls?"
THEY WERE FOURTEEN YEARS OLD. FOURTEEN.
Whatever their parents were doing in the early stages was most obviously NOTHING.
We were all shocked.
Raimy starts apologizing, but that just makes things worse. By now, the rest of the group has sat down, because the whole food court was gaping at this spectacle of a group of skanks yelling at some nicely dressed young woman, who was laughing and trying to apologize, while her friends were laughing openly.
Then, Raimy goes, "Hold on, let me get the mall po-pos over here, they'll help us sort this out, okay?"
So they trudge over, and they're going, "What seems to be the problem here, ladies?"
And the main bitch says, "That girl touched us, man! She asked us our names and tried to talk to us!"
Which made us laugh harder. I mean, come on. Being friendly? Is bad? What the hell?
The mall popos were confused, but we all knew them. They knew us. It was all good.
So Raimy just ended up hanging out with the mall police, chatting and laughing about what had happened. It was obvious that she knew them, so the girls left, knowing that they were beat.
But the main bitch just stayed around, gathering friends, and telling the story, glaring over at us, like we were out to get her or something. She was just some drama llama.
It was marvelous, totally was the icing on my Spring Break.
Other than those two stories, I went to Tombstone and Patagonia with my dad, which was really fun. I got to ride in a real stagecoach, and walked around a couple cemeteries. Hehe.
I finished my project with Monica and Tasha, and helped Steph and Ubaldo with theirs.
Ugh, Ubaldo over at my house? AWESOME.
He's so damn hot! Those high cheekbones, luscious lips, angled cheekbones, MMMMM.
Delicioso.
:]
Oh wait, this was a kind of story, huh?
The end.
:D