The Scare of A Lifetime

It is only when a friend's life is in danger that you realize how much they truly mean to you. My brother, and one of my 4 best friends, Adam gave me the scare of a lifetime yesterday. We hung out all day and wrote a song, and then went to Joel's bon fire. When we left there at around 1:15, Adam seemed fine, but as our carride progressed, i noticed that he didn't seem comfortable. When we got onto my street he said he felt really nausious, so i stopped the van in front of my house and he ended up throwing up in the street. A couple minutes later, he sat down to catch his breath. I turned around for a minute, and when I looked back, he was stumbling so i ran over to catch him, and he ended up collapsing on the ground. His limbs went limp and he couldn't move. As he was laying down in the middle of the road, I opened the van doors and reclined the back seat, and was able to help him into the van, and drove as fast as i could to park ridge hospital, only because it was the closest hospital and I felt that time was of essence. As Adam had every test I could think of done to him, and I saw him laying in that hospital bed, I realized what a great friend he is. He is my brother, he is my best friend and I thank the Lord for answering my prayers and healing him. I firmly believe that it is because of Jesus Christ that Adam was able to walk out of that hospital with me half an hour ago. Adam is an awesome person, and I am so glad he is ok. Rooming with him this fall is going to be a blast. Well, I need some sleep.


Mitch


Listening To:
Hillsong United: All of The Above
Emery: I'm Only A Man
Thrice: If They Could Only See Us Now
Paramore: RIOT!

Plans falling through

There are few things that I hate in life, but this is something that really gets on my nerves. I hate when plans fall through. For the past month or so, I have really been looking forward to tomorrow night. I was going to hang out with a friend from school. Unfortunately for various reasons, it's not going to happen. I am really bummed out about it. I don't know what else to say but I really need someone to talk to about it. What the heck.

Getting Pulled Over

Hey,

Happy Mountain Dew Thursday. I just got home from a sweet hang out sesh with Kyle Sullivan and Sean Pritzkau. So Sean and I were hanging out, when Kyle IMed him and said he was biking over. Naturally, Sean and I decided to pick him up, being that it was 11:40PM and we didn't want him to miss the first few minutes of Mountain Dew Thursday. After picking him up, we proceeded back to Sean's house. As I turned onto Stone Road, I passed one cop, and then another. The first cop did a U-Turn in the intersection, and the second cop just hopped over a side walk, instead of using the parking lot entrance two feet away. They cops proceeded to pull me over. I thought I was wanted or something. Two cops, thats crazy. Right when I pulled over, I started looking for my registration, and I got that for him and my license. Then he asked me if I knew why he pulled me over, and I said no, and he told me my head lights weren't on. What the heck. I must have accidentally turned them off when I was turning the inside lights off. Anyhow, he went back to his car, and took like ten minutes trying to find something to book me on. When he finally came back, he was like, "98% I pull someone over for not having their headlights on, they're drunk. You aren't drunk, but the judge might not believe that, so I'm giving you a ticket for having a loud muffler." I'm sort of glad I got the loud muffler ticket, because tomorrow I just have to bring it down to my mechanic and have it signed off, and then go to greece town court and everything will be all set. no penalty, no points on my license. If it had been the headlights ticket, that could have been expensive. I think a ticket for having a muffler that is too loud is B.S. however. I have a truck engine in my van, so that is why it is loud, but it isn't rediculously loud. When is the last time a cop pulled someone over on a Harley because their muffler was too loud. Who cares how loud a car is. Ok, i'm done ranting and I am going to go to sleep now, because i need to get up in time to have my loud muffler checked out.

Mitchell