My personal opinions/thoughts/memories/blogs ect..

Just for a tip- Some of these entries play along, while others have no connection and may even seem a bit out of place, that's why their called opinions

I wonder what basketball players (NCAA) think when they see the paycheck from the NBA? My mom said John Wall was going to buy his mom a house and car, because she had to work 3 jobs to send him through school. Those are the good people in the world. 

So what's with all these policemen. Apparently their hangout "station" is behind tire discounters on Winchester Road, so I see a few when driving to tennis. In addition, these days policemen are parking ontop of overpasses and speed checking cars, cheap stuff I tell you.

Prom, dating, girls, stuff like that. Ya know, BIG talk around the 502. But hey, I have nothing to do with the drama anymore. I have no clue who's goin out and any of that stuff. I just enjoy what and who I have, and if someone comes along..GREAT, but if not.. well I've gotten over it. I'm not experienced (in the least, according to typical teen standards) but I still like to have a little fun every once in awhile. 

Let's see...engineer, car mechanic, FBI, CIA, master distiller, bartender, investigator, detective, patent lawyer- how come I like all these things? I, frankly, have the least idea. I guess I just take interest in them. Not to be braggish, but with my shooting skills, I don't think having an occupation that required carrying a gun would be too difficult. Now a policemen is an extremely tough job. Catch speeders, drunk drivers, bust druggies, break up gangs, occasionally have shootouts, arrests, warrants, loads of danger. But if I were to be a detective, where the danger factor was vaguely present, well I think I would fare better. 

4/28

So I was thinking of a good memory for that English broken memory thing. I stumbled upon one that emerged last summer at Camp Sea Gull. Well this is going to be a very drawn-out story, but probably one of the funniest, haha. So I'm in a car driving from camp, across the ferry, grabbed some grub, and we were on our way to the beach. The volvo we were driving was licensed to our buddy, Talbott Sojourner, as he was always thoughtful enough to lend us the car for a night or so. Alex was driving, I have absolutely no idea who was riding shotgun (which is extremely embarrasing, haha). Nonetheless Hugh Finlayson (british fellow) was sitting in the far right, Gubie (no one really knew his name, french dude) was in the middle, and I was in the back left of the volvo. We had just had about 2 things of Bojangles Spiced Fries and their famous gallon of sweetened ice-tea. As we were driving down the highway, Gubie noted that he really had to take a piss. So as we all looked out the windows, he grabbed a Bojangles cup and did his thing. He told Hugh to roll down his window and made his attempt to loitter (he has no idea of US laws). Although about 90% went out the window, the other 10% of pee went directly into Hugh's eyes. -If you can only imagen an 18year old English boy (laid back, english guy). God damn, you bloody b*****d. You threw that stinging s**t right into my damn eye, whatcha do that for ya idiot?!?? By far the funniest thing, however we turned around and saw the popo behind us. We pulled over, and he interrogated us. We believed that we had thrown beer out of the car (because when the pee-in-the-eye incident occured, the driver, Alex, swerved quite a bit while laughing). We honestly told him that it was a bojangles cup full of pee and he let us off. Thankfully we told Gubie to act like a damn french fool that couldn't speak english good, and the fuzz let us off. For the rest of the night we chilled on the beach, threwback some drinks, played football, and watched the Atlantic and it's mighty waves. 

4/29

Ah another good one was on a friday night. The Henry Clay girls (remember it was the catholic girls that tp'd my car) but they wanted me to pick 'em up. So I rode over to romany, and meredith said there was about 4 of them. Of course there were many more, and the fact that I had a 4Runner. The plan was to go to Kroger grab some tp and cover some chick's house (whom I looked up and she was respectfully pretty good looking), nonetheless Kroger doesn't sell tp to kids like after 9, ha. Instead the girls got grapes, wtf right? So pretty much: meredith grabbed shotgun (ring-leader) Miranda Britney and Riley in the back, and then Kenzie Katie Laura Peyton all crammed in either the middle or trunk, haha. They told me where to go and they jumped out and through grapes at the windows (which unlike eggs, doesn't stain, smell, and washes off) but makes much more noise. For most of that night we just rolled around Lex among other thingsssss.

So today after-school on my way out to BGSL I was cruising down Tates Creek (roughly 48-50 mph) and there weren't too many cars but enough to say the least. About an '01 pathfinder, toyota looking thing pulled up next to me while I was in that long strech of Tates Creek Road. I looked over, and there was a girl in a white t-shirt, blue jeans, with the sunroof open, and all the windows down. She was blond and probably around 19 or so. Now she wasn't one of those s****y kinda rap playin' cigarette smokin' girls, but rather the type you would love to introduce to your parents and cuddle with under the stars. Usually when your near another car you may: glance over, make your music louder, make a strange/funny face, drive off, ect...but not this. It wasn't awkward but rather the opposite! She just kind of smiled and gave me a flew glances before I had to turn off onto New Circle. DEFINITELY made my week. Nonetheless I shot a few round of skeet with kelly and erin (not bad, haha) and ended up with a 21,19,and 23/25. However as I stayed later in the night I calmed down, relaxed, forgot about everything, and ended up shooting a perfect round. Pretty cool, eh?