Again, I apologize for my awful writing skills. And I do wish I could tell these stories to all of you in person because I promise they are much better, but this is the best I can do. Enjoy.
Story 1:
My sister and I met one night for ice cream at Culver's, I luckily had my ripstick in my trunk so I decided to show off my sweet moves. So, we are ripsticking it up in the parking lot and this 10 year old boy and his mom walk to their car and the entire time the kid is staring at us. When he gets to the car, he asks if it is a ripstick, to which I reply yes. Then he goes to get in the car, stops, and looks back and yells, "I have one too!" Awesome, me and all the 10 year old boys own ripsticks. Par-tay.
Story 2:
I was heading to my friends house the other night and since she only lives like 3 blocks away, I decided it would be more economical for me to just ripstick to her house rather than driving. So I head off down the street and down the little hill which then turns into a slight incline and flatlines before her house, I was able to ripstick the entire way there without stopping which is somewhat impressive considering the awful roads where I live. The interesting part of the story comes on the ride back home. I was able to ride most of the way home but the little hill on the way there turns into a large hill to ride uphill, so I had to walk about the last block. So, I am a block away from my house, I am carrying my ripstick, and it is about 11:30 at night. I am crossing the street and I look down and notice a cop a little ways down the road, turning onto the street away from me. However, I then notice him put on his blinker to turn back towards me. Great, I was not in the mood to deal with that. I decided to pick up the pace and try to make it to my house before he made it to me. I managed to get to my car and throw the ripstick in the trunk and I was at the door unlocking it when the cop pulled into the alleyway. I turned and smiled and said hello. He said "you're fine sweetheart, I was just wanting to check and make sure everything was ok" to which I responded, "Yep, I was just walking home from my friend's house, thanks though." Luckily, I am from a small town and so I know the man, and he also happens to live across the park from me so it was all good. So, nothing too exciting, but still funny that the cop turned around to find me and check out the situation.
Apparantly, ripsticking in the dark and speedwalking after seeing a cop is grounds for sketchiness. Who knew.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Oh buddy.
So yesterday I had to go to Barnes and Noble to get a book to help me pass Med Surge. While at the check out counter the man working asks if I am in medical school. To which I respond, no, just nursing school. He asked me how it was going and I replied that it is kicking my butt. He then told me that he is moving to France and invited me along with him. Yes please. Oh wait, 2 things you should know: 1) he is not the most attractive person I have ever seen, 2) he has a girlfriend. Sad. But he was telling me that France is one of the cheapest places to live because their cost of living is low and healthcare is cheaper and what not. So basically, who wants to move to France??
Friday, October 30, 2009
My first blog. Ridiculous.
So this is my first blog ever.
Get excited.
I anticipate this being great.
You might ask why I chose to start a blog?
Well, my life is ridiculous. And I feel that my stories should be shared.
You should also know that I am not a writer. I am more of a story teller so I am not sure how great my stories will be written down but I will try. I should also start off by saying that today I had an interesting encounter with a friend and when discussing it with Kat, who witnessed the account, I decided it was time to share my ridiculousness with the blogging world. She asked me to entitle it, the adventures of J-Fine and Kat Church, but for the sake of having our names posted in the title, I decided against it.
Anyways, here go the stories. Where do I begin?
I recently started skateboarding with some of my friends. This opens the door for meeting a whole new group of people. And I love meeting new people. However, I feel like recently all of my encounters with skateboarders have been very awkward and weird. Imagine that.
Story 1: My friends and I are out tearing it up on our boards, enjoying ourselves when this guy comes outside and watches us for a while. Eventually, he asks if he can skate with us, so naturally, we gave him a board and watched as he totally showed us up. Before he came outside I wiped out terribly down a hill and so I was sitting by the lamppost checking out the damage I did to my leg and he comes and sits beside me. He starts looking and assessing my leg (which includes him feeling the massive bruise on my leg). (Excuse me? Why are you touching my leg!?! Not ok.) So he tells me that I should probably take some NSAIDS and stay off it for a few days. Fortunately, one of my friends looks at him and says, yeah she knows, she's a nurse. I laughed at him was like yeah, stay off of it for a few days, considering I have already been boarding on it again and I have to cheer tomorrow. Good plan. He seemed very interested in the fact that I was a cheerleader, and very interested in me in general. Luckily, his ride eventually came and he left. Then, my friends and I sat around laughing at the ridiculousness that is our lives.
Story 2: My friends and I boarded to the union and we are just playing around on our boards inside waiting for our coffee. Once we go to leave this boy that had been watching us the whole times walks over and is like "are you all skateboarding?" (Really? I mean we are holding skateboards. People really are stupid sometimes). To which I respond, yes, that is why we have our boards. He continues to chat awkwardly about skateboarding and eventually we just slip away. Afer this encounter, Kat so politely points out that he only spoke to me. And come to think of it, the creepy boarder boys really only ever speak to me. Awesome. What a winner I am. Good times.
Story 3 is not about skateboarding but it is still rather ridiculous: I was sitting in the cage today with my friend and we are chatting when all of sudden someone comes up behind me and puts his hands over my eyes. He continues to get very close to me and is whispering odd things into my ear and telling me to guess who it is. You should know that I cannot stand people close to my neck and I really cannot stand people whispering in my ear. He then moves on to giving me a back massage, then just stands behind me with his hand very close to my face saying that he is not touching me. Kat is also provoking him and telling me to just embrace the entire situation. So awkward. You should also know that I do not handle awkward situations very well, I am just awkward in general.
Well, I think these are enough stories for today. I hope you liked them. This would be so much better if it were video and if you could only watch them. Hopefully, you can see the ridiculousness that is my life.
Get excited.
I anticipate this being great.
You might ask why I chose to start a blog?
Well, my life is ridiculous. And I feel that my stories should be shared.
You should also know that I am not a writer. I am more of a story teller so I am not sure how great my stories will be written down but I will try. I should also start off by saying that today I had an interesting encounter with a friend and when discussing it with Kat, who witnessed the account, I decided it was time to share my ridiculousness with the blogging world. She asked me to entitle it, the adventures of J-Fine and Kat Church, but for the sake of having our names posted in the title, I decided against it.
Anyways, here go the stories. Where do I begin?
I recently started skateboarding with some of my friends. This opens the door for meeting a whole new group of people. And I love meeting new people. However, I feel like recently all of my encounters with skateboarders have been very awkward and weird. Imagine that.
Story 1: My friends and I are out tearing it up on our boards, enjoying ourselves when this guy comes outside and watches us for a while. Eventually, he asks if he can skate with us, so naturally, we gave him a board and watched as he totally showed us up. Before he came outside I wiped out terribly down a hill and so I was sitting by the lamppost checking out the damage I did to my leg and he comes and sits beside me. He starts looking and assessing my leg (which includes him feeling the massive bruise on my leg). (Excuse me? Why are you touching my leg!?! Not ok.) So he tells me that I should probably take some NSAIDS and stay off it for a few days. Fortunately, one of my friends looks at him and says, yeah she knows, she's a nurse. I laughed at him was like yeah, stay off of it for a few days, considering I have already been boarding on it again and I have to cheer tomorrow. Good plan. He seemed very interested in the fact that I was a cheerleader, and very interested in me in general. Luckily, his ride eventually came and he left. Then, my friends and I sat around laughing at the ridiculousness that is our lives.
Story 2: My friends and I boarded to the union and we are just playing around on our boards inside waiting for our coffee. Once we go to leave this boy that had been watching us the whole times walks over and is like "are you all skateboarding?" (Really? I mean we are holding skateboards. People really are stupid sometimes). To which I respond, yes, that is why we have our boards. He continues to chat awkwardly about skateboarding and eventually we just slip away. Afer this encounter, Kat so politely points out that he only spoke to me. And come to think of it, the creepy boarder boys really only ever speak to me. Awesome. What a winner I am. Good times.
Story 3 is not about skateboarding but it is still rather ridiculous: I was sitting in the cage today with my friend and we are chatting when all of sudden someone comes up behind me and puts his hands over my eyes. He continues to get very close to me and is whispering odd things into my ear and telling me to guess who it is. You should know that I cannot stand people close to my neck and I really cannot stand people whispering in my ear. He then moves on to giving me a back massage, then just stands behind me with his hand very close to my face saying that he is not touching me. Kat is also provoking him and telling me to just embrace the entire situation. So awkward. You should also know that I do not handle awkward situations very well, I am just awkward in general.
Well, I think these are enough stories for today. I hope you liked them. This would be so much better if it were video and if you could only watch them. Hopefully, you can see the ridiculousness that is my life.
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