Sunday, October 14, 2007

From boring to fun to sad all in one very strange week.

So every week I decide that everyday after school I am going to write a little about what happened that day. So then if I do that I will eventually end up with enough words by Sunday night to just write a little more to sum it all up. But I never actually do it and I end up stressing every Sunday night trying to get it done with all my homework and trying to get to bed somewhat early. So once again its 10:30 at night and I have set a goal in my head to try and write a little every day so I don’t have to do this anymore. Then I set here and try to decide what to write about. But I am going to tell you about my week. So last Monday I came home and did absolutely nothing. Then Tuesday was a lot of fun. So my friend’s parents went out of town to St. George. They left on Saturday and came back Wednesday of last week. But the only thing was they didn’t bring my friend that is my age and left him home alone for the week. So I was my family’s responsibility to kind of watch over him while they were gone. So Tuesday was his last night alone so we had a little fun. We rented two movies: “Sphere” (we had both read the book for science class.) and “The Bourne Ultimatum.” (We had watched “The Bourne Identity” the Saturday before. So first we watched Sphere, I was a terrible movie. I loved the book but the movie was strange, off topic and kind of gross. I really had some kind of grisly parts for only being PG-13.Then we cooked dinner and made a pan of brownies that we ate while we watched The Bourne Ultimatum. I really liked it. I have seen The Bourne Identity like nine times but hadn’t seen the next one until then. It was exciting and suspenseful, but confusing. That is one of the reasons I like the series so much is that even though it is confusing everything seems to still make perfect sense. It just adds to the suspense of the story. Then on Wednesday I went to the Jazz game for a Young Men’s activity. It was so much fun. My neighbor is the head security guard for the Energy Solutions Arena. (Still seems strange to call it that) He is in charge of patrolling the court and escorting the referees of safely. (He had to tackle somebody once and arrest them.) So anyway after the game he took us down onto the court floor. We learned a little about what he does and got a tour of the stadium from behind the scenes. Thursday I sat at home and did nothing. Friday I got home from school and had to go to the doctor to have a mole removed. They game me a little shot and scraped it off with this electric burner razor thing. Then I went to the Layton game. Layton one of course but nobody was really paying attention because that was where we all found out about Scott Nye. There was a big rumor saying that he was dead. Nobody believed it until we all started getting text messages saying: “Pass this on in the beloved memory of Scott.” And “We love and will miss you Scott” Then we all figured out that he really did die. Then when I got home that’s all I could think about all night, and even today and I cant help but wonder "What if it was me?" or "What if I was one of his friends?" watching him get shocked then fall and die. Then call the ambulance and see them try to bring him back to life. It’s just really sad and really hits home that it can happen to anybody. I mean it doesn’t mean as much when you hear about the news and think "Oh that’s sad" but then that’s it. But when you actually know the person and have friends that were really good friends with them it just means a lot more. Just everyone else please remember how precious life is and how easy it is to mess it up or even lose it forever.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Doesn't it stink when you have to get moles taken off or warts too, they hurt like nobody's business. It's really sad what happened to Scott, even though I didn't know him all that well. It's scary when people die and you think, did it really happen and then oh my gosh, it could happen to any of us at any time. I think it makes us appreciate our lives a little more.

Lots of Keys said...

That last sentence really struck me good somewhere deep down. I had an uncle that did something like that... It really hurts when that happens.

Rocket Boy said...

I usually do my blogs on sunday too.