Another blog from the car...

Here I am blogging from the passenger seat of my moms jeep again...

I'm really not sure exactly how legal (or illegal) it is to have an open laptop in the front seat at all..so..we'll see I guess.

Today is most obviously April fools day. We played a masterful prank on one of our friends. Tyler owns a BIG truck. A big truck that neither Alicia nor I could drive. So we called our friend Amanda and told her that Tyler had gotten pulled over for speeding and Casey had forgotten to go to court on friday and had a warrent out--so as Casey was getting arrested Tyler started going at the cop and cussing him..so he got arrested. And of course Alicia and I were stuck with the big truck and needed a ride. And of course she came. She held Alicia as she 'cried.' She even started planning to pay the bonds and asked her parents to borrow money and such. So that says a lot for our friendship. I mean that she would do all of that for us. I love her. She probably hates us a little bit right now though. I would..ha.

In a nearby town somebody let all the air out of the bus tires so that the school was on a delay.

They discharged Ben today. We found a place about an hour or so away to put him. We're on our way there now to meet the ambulance. We don't know when it will get here. We might not get home until 3ish. We'll see.

They took the fluid out of my papaws lungs today. Stuck a needle in his back and into his lungs and took it out. The thought freaks me out. He was in so much pain..still is. They told him lung/breathing wise he'd feel better immediately..he said they lied.

I had a lot of news. But I don't know.

About two years ago a guy I was friends with killed himself. I say we were friends--but not close friends. We hardly ever talked really. The guy I dated for 4 years on and off was one of his good friends. He was in my art class that year and was one of the most amusing people I've ever met. He was funny in a loud, obnoxious kind of way. He didn't seem to care if he offended people and was always up getting into something and entertaining the entire room. I got a phone call as my brothers ex girlfriend was doing my makeup from a friend saying that Spence had shot himself. So that put it up to me to call Shane and tell him--that on the day of his senior prom--his friend had shot himself. He called his friends after he'd picked me up and talked to them. They said that the family was at the hospital and that friends couldn't go in to see him. They were told to leave and go to prom and such. We left early so Shane could be with their friends. The same friend who'd told me the day before called me the next day and told me that Spence had died the day before--that his family just didn't tell anyone--because they didn't want it to affect prom. Of course that put it up to me to call Shane (who was at work with another of Spence's friends) and tell them that their friend had died. It was a hard call. One of the hardest I've ever made. It made the end of the year at school so hard. We sat in art class doing nothing.--sometimes just wondering the halls. Shane didn't come back to school for 2 or 3 weeks. A lot of his friends got tattoos in remembrance of him--including his mom.

That changed my life. That made me realize that life was so breakable. I wanted to make the most of it. I know that--but I haven't completely done that.