...and I'm not talking about the books.
I woke up and didn't want to muster the strength to get out of bed; I knew I was capable of it but I simply did not want to. I got ready and went out to the bus stop, where I would resume my debate from the previous day. Pablo maintained his indifference as I argued my points with passion and fervor. In the middle of this heated debate, Kaleb pulled out a golden dollar coin. "LOOK!" He exclaims, "It's a lady and her baby!" I glance over to acknowledge him and say, "Yes. That's Sacagawea," then resumed arguing with Pablo. After a few minutes Kaleb made the most ignorant and stupid statement ever; "I bet you there was a lot of sex on the Lewis and Clark expedition! Either between the two guys, one guy and her, or just a flat out threesome." Out of all the things to escape this guy's thoughts aloud, this was the most ridiculous. "Ignorance is bliss," I stated as a closing of the debate. (I couldn't go on after hearing about the alleged love affairs of Sacagawea.) Then I laughed and said, "No--Magmus is bliss." (You know, from the expedia commercial). We boarded the bus and the day started.
School was school and there's not much to mention about that. What is worth mentioning is my utter disgust with the scents of the people around me in my English class. I'll get into that on another post but for now, just note that it bothers me. Also, Landon told me that I should be president because I'm so solid on my ideals. Well, we'll see what happens when I turn thirty-five. ;D And now to the things you have all been waiting for....!!!!
I was feeling down after school and took up a seat by myself on the bus, even though it was crowded. When we almost reached our stop Kasey said, "You have seemed really depressed for the past few days." I sighed. It's so saddening to hear that you seem depressed. I needed some fresh air and decided to go out to my spot alone. (Kasey went with Pablo to eat at No. 1 Chinese.) I was sitting there with my legs dangling over the ledge, just over the lake with my iPhone to my right and some trash from snacks to my left. I had my headphones on but forgot that my phone wasn't in one of my pockets so when I stood up to throw my trash away, my iPhone flung into the lake leaving only my headphones in my possession. Shocked, I ran home crying not knowing what to do. "No--" I thought to myself angrily, "I have to get it. I have to try to save it!" I ran back to my spot and noticed that I could see my phone! I was excited but scared--how was I going to be able to get down on those rocks to get my phone? (Side note: Kasey and Charmander had thrown those rocks into the middle portion of the lake, and if they hadn't done that, I probably would be completely phone-less.) A man passed by and I thought of asking him for help but thought too much about it and missed the opportunity. "Well, it's now or never," I thought aloud as I slid down and carefully obtained my balance on the oddly placed rocks. I reached down into the water and pulled my phone of one of the rocks. "YES!!!!" I screamed as I pulled off the phone's case and placed it high on the land I had descended from. One problem solved but another one occurred. How was I going to get back up there? I tried pulling myself up, I thought about walking through to one of the sides, I tried holding myself up across the concrete, I tried using a angle of the concrete to give me a boost--none of it worked. I was distraught but hadn't given up yet! I began lifting the rocks and sorting them in a manner that would allow me to gain the few inches needed to pull myself up. I managed to get back up and take my phone home.
Currently, my phone is sitting in a bag of uncooked rice which is supposed to absorb all the water by Sunday at the soonest. The crazy thing is that my phone looks brand new. No scratches or any flaws at all, kind of ironic--but lucky! I'm crossing my fingers that it will work because I already know my dad will not get me another one. (Completely understandable.) And yes, this phone thing was a big deal but not as big a deal as what I will type next.
Today is Friday, as you all know, and that means I have to call my grandpa (Grampy). Well I called Grampy from Kasey's phone and told him what happened while he joked about "phone pilaf" and other such phone plus rice oddities. I also told him that I no longer wished to attend The Art Institute of Virginia Beach because I was thinking of joining the air force. Shocker, eh? Well after telling multiple people about my plan to do interior design, I was feeling less and less confident with my decision. I chose interior design because I know I can do it but I have come to realize that it isn't what I want to do. I want to do something with writing because that's where all my talent is. Grampy had just told me that I only need to make two people happy in the world--myself and God. (Personally though, the latter half means nothing.) Then when I brought up this idea of mine, he seem more than appalled. It angered me because he was so against me going to The Art Institute because it wasn't good enough and because there was no proof that it was accredited (even though it is). Now that I've changed my mind he told me about how much smarter it was to get a four-year degree before getting into the military because I would make more money, etc. I tried to explain that I wasn't going to college because I don't know what to do and that going to a college would do nothing to help that. That four years in the air force would give me time to figure out what I want to do while still doing something productive and even traveling. I still need to look into it but I'm hoping that it'll have something I can do. Grampy's hypocriticalness bothers me though--I wish my family in Texas was more supportive./:
Well things are okay for now, and if you want to contact me this will be the best place to do it. I hope tomorrow will be better.(: And later, I will include photos of the place where I dropped my phone so you can better understand this post.
