busch gardens, my brotha...
so, the other day, i went to busch gardens. by the way, if you like roller coasters, you should totally go to busch gardens because they are roller coaster heaven. personally, i do like islands of adventure better, but these roller coasters are worth the extra 30 minute drive and one more day in FL. aside from the fact that the trip was totally awesome, God used it to test my patience like you wouldn't believe.
Let me give you a brief summary of my school, in other words, PBA in a nutshell. (*no, vanessa, this is me in a nutshell, 'hey! i'm in a nutshell! how did i get into this large nutshell?*) sorry. anyways, so PBA has about 3000 people that are enrolled here, 1500 of which live on campus. of those 1500 people, there are 2 people that you would really, seriously, TRULY not want to be stuck in a room with for an extended amount of time. i'll change their names to protect the not-so-innocent. one is opera *ned*. we call him opera *ned* because he sings in the palm beach opera. he's an alcoholic. he is a STALKER. and by stalker i mean like worse than that movie at blockbuster entitled "Stalker". I know, creative. i feel almost mean saying this but if it weren't true i wouldn't say it. okay, next victim. this girl is so funny. to put it nicely, she's a few fries short of a happy meal. okay, okay... all she's got is the grease stains from the fries at the bottom of the golden arches box. you can carry on a normal conversation with her, but all of a sudden she'll break out in a full speed run, as fast as her walmart spaldings she bought 2 years ago will take her. i swear. my friend told me once that she has turrets, and instead of cussing, she runs!
so anyway, if you havent figured it out already, these 2 winners came with me to the busch gardens trip. out of freakin' 3000 people, God put me on this trip with those 2, in my van, all 4 hours up and back from tampa bay, florida. wow. I gotta tell ya that i was fairly upset when i got there at 6:30 friday morning to walk into a building with both of them staring at me. so God tested my patience, and everything turned out alright.
Let me give you a brief summary of my school, in other words, PBA in a nutshell. (*no, vanessa, this is me in a nutshell, 'hey! i'm in a nutshell! how did i get into this large nutshell?*) sorry. anyways, so PBA has about 3000 people that are enrolled here, 1500 of which live on campus. of those 1500 people, there are 2 people that you would really, seriously, TRULY not want to be stuck in a room with for an extended amount of time. i'll change their names to protect the not-so-innocent. one is opera *ned*. we call him opera *ned* because he sings in the palm beach opera. he's an alcoholic. he is a STALKER. and by stalker i mean like worse than that movie at blockbuster entitled "Stalker". I know, creative. i feel almost mean saying this but if it weren't true i wouldn't say it. okay, next victim. this girl is so funny. to put it nicely, she's a few fries short of a happy meal. okay, okay... all she's got is the grease stains from the fries at the bottom of the golden arches box. you can carry on a normal conversation with her, but all of a sudden she'll break out in a full speed run, as fast as her walmart spaldings she bought 2 years ago will take her. i swear. my friend told me once that she has turrets, and instead of cussing, she runs!
so anyway, if you havent figured it out already, these 2 winners came with me to the busch gardens trip. out of freakin' 3000 people, God put me on this trip with those 2, in my van, all 4 hours up and back from tampa bay, florida. wow. I gotta tell ya that i was fairly upset when i got there at 6:30 friday morning to walk into a building with both of them staring at me. so God tested my patience, and everything turned out alright.