Seriously ... WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING AWAKE? I have to wake up at 5:30 to go to work. No doubt I will be beating the hell out of the snooze button right up until I have to leave. Did the smart thing and took a shower a few minutes ago so I wouldnt be all stank at work. Playin Texas Hold 'em at my buddy Rob's house, started around 8:30. 9 people, made it down to my friend Marc n some kid I just met. Tried knockin him out so me n my buddy could split n go home. Instead I finished 3rd with no money. Oh well. $25 for a fun night out. not to bad.
To recap the passed few weeks since I have last wrote in here:
Holiday party for my job was an awesome time, I would like to thank the young lady who escorted me to the event, good times indeed. The Giants won the Super Bowl
Have been trying to make a conscious effort to eat better and work out more.
What really got to me tonight is this. Anyone who doesnt know, I was in a fucked up accident back in Juneish. Make a real long story short, I should have died 4 or 5 times over. I flipped my Jeep on a busy highway. It all happened in slow motion, and as each instance came where I thought this was going to be it, I made it through it. If you want to know the details, click back to sometime in June, I am sure I went into great detail. Anyway, after all was said n done, the first person that was standing there, (mind you in the middle of the night, pouring rain), was a priest. Talked to him for a bit, cops came, looked away for MAYBE 20 seconds, and he vanished, along with the young spanish lady he was with and the van they were driving. Well evidentally I had not told my friends this story, there reaction was much the same as everyone else's who I told the full version too. Alot of "holy shits" and, "dude that was your guardian angel"
*EDITED TO ADD DETAILS*
The post was on July 31'st and I did not go into great detail, I think I was still a little shook about it. I will be the little attention whore and let you all Oooooo and Ahhhhhh I guess, even though I SO should be sleeping.
A. My tires were shot, I had no business driving on dry pavement with these things, let alone the pouring rain.
B. I actually made a conscious decision to NOT drive like a dick for once, anyone who knows me, or has experienced my driving .... for real, when do I EVER do that?
C. I was not wearing my seatbelt in a Jeep Cherokee that flipped 3 times on a busy highway.
D. I somehow wedged myself into a corner against the center console as I realized it was going over.
E. It was heading right for the river, but somehow turned as it was rolling at the last second and went the opposite way before going in the drink, which probably would have done me in as well factoring in, dark, rain, and windows were all up.
F. The airbags never deployed, which combined with no seatbelt, can break your neck and kill you.
G. The Jeep landed upside down in the middle of the highway and NONE of the cars right behind me even came close to hitting me.
AS each of those things happened, I thought to myself, "Ok, this is how I am going to die" but it never came. I found myself wedged upside down in my truck, watching the lights come at me n zoom right by. I heard a man yell to me to stay where I was, I yelled out. "Fuck you, this thing is gonna blow up for all I know" He did not respond, I yelled out if he could see a way for me to get out, again no response. I probably cursed again out loud, righted myself and was now standing on the inside of my roof. Realizing the front door wasnt going to open, I made my way to the back seat door and crawled out on my hands n knees. As I placed my hand down on the middle lane of the highway, the water on the road completely covered my hand AND wrist. Anyone who knows Rte 21 in Newark, should not be surprised. I looked at my covered hand in dismay and noticed someone standing in front of me. I looked up, and the man who had been yelling at me to stay in the truck was a priest. He asked me if I was ok, I had only a cut on my thumb. We talked briefly, mostly him saying, "I know its going to seem crazy since your truck is totalled, but thank God you are seemingly unharmed." I glanced around and noticed he was with a young Spanish woman who was standing in front of the minivan they had pulled over to the side of the road in. She didnt say anything, but just stared at me. The priest told me he would stay until the police arrived. Reitterating the same things he had already said. The police finally came and I glanced away for a moment, but never taking the priest fully out of my sight range, we were standing in sort of triangle, the cop asked me a few questions, totalling NO MORE then 20 seconds, I glanced back to where the priest was, and much to my shock, he was gone, the spanish woman was gone, the minivan was gone, and as I looked down the highway, it was nowhere to be found.
As far as I am concerned, I was meant to live. I easily should be dead. If I live my life a little to zestfully for you, tough shit. I am out to make myself happy and in the process anyone I consider a true friend will also reap the benefits. Stop the petty bullshit ... you know who you are. And if you dont, you are even more fucked then I originally thought. I love all you guys, and I guess this was just an extremely long winded thank you to those of you who have aided in making my life awesome.
The whole point of this is this ..... I am truely amazed at how my life has completely changed since then. I am in so much of a better place right now then I was before this had happened. Better yet, it only seems to be getting better as time goes by. I tattooed the words on my arm a few months before the accident, but they ring true as if it was the lesson of my life ........... Get busy livin .... or get busy dyin.
I will have the heaping plate of life please.
To recap the passed few weeks since I have last wrote in here:
Holiday party for my job was an awesome time, I would like to thank the young lady who escorted me to the event, good times indeed. The Giants won the Super Bowl
Have been trying to make a conscious effort to eat better and work out more. What really got to me tonight is this. Anyone who doesnt know, I was in a fucked up accident back in Juneish. Make a real long story short, I should have died 4 or 5 times over. I flipped my Jeep on a busy highway. It all happened in slow motion, and as each instance came where I thought this was going to be it, I made it through it. If you want to know the details, click back to sometime in June, I am sure I went into great detail. Anyway, after all was said n done, the first person that was standing there, (mind you in the middle of the night, pouring rain), was a priest. Talked to him for a bit, cops came, looked away for MAYBE 20 seconds, and he vanished, along with the young spanish lady he was with and the van they were driving. Well evidentally I had not told my friends this story, there reaction was much the same as everyone else's who I told the full version too. Alot of "holy shits" and, "dude that was your guardian angel"
*EDITED TO ADD DETAILS*
The post was on July 31'st and I did not go into great detail, I think I was still a little shook about it. I will be the little attention whore and let you all Oooooo and Ahhhhhh I guess, even though I SO should be sleeping.
A. My tires were shot, I had no business driving on dry pavement with these things, let alone the pouring rain.
B. I actually made a conscious decision to NOT drive like a dick for once, anyone who knows me, or has experienced my driving .... for real, when do I EVER do that?
C. I was not wearing my seatbelt in a Jeep Cherokee that flipped 3 times on a busy highway.
D. I somehow wedged myself into a corner against the center console as I realized it was going over.
E. It was heading right for the river, but somehow turned as it was rolling at the last second and went the opposite way before going in the drink, which probably would have done me in as well factoring in, dark, rain, and windows were all up.
F. The airbags never deployed, which combined with no seatbelt, can break your neck and kill you.
G. The Jeep landed upside down in the middle of the highway and NONE of the cars right behind me even came close to hitting me.
AS each of those things happened, I thought to myself, "Ok, this is how I am going to die" but it never came. I found myself wedged upside down in my truck, watching the lights come at me n zoom right by. I heard a man yell to me to stay where I was, I yelled out. "Fuck you, this thing is gonna blow up for all I know" He did not respond, I yelled out if he could see a way for me to get out, again no response. I probably cursed again out loud, righted myself and was now standing on the inside of my roof. Realizing the front door wasnt going to open, I made my way to the back seat door and crawled out on my hands n knees. As I placed my hand down on the middle lane of the highway, the water on the road completely covered my hand AND wrist. Anyone who knows Rte 21 in Newark, should not be surprised. I looked at my covered hand in dismay and noticed someone standing in front of me. I looked up, and the man who had been yelling at me to stay in the truck was a priest. He asked me if I was ok, I had only a cut on my thumb. We talked briefly, mostly him saying, "I know its going to seem crazy since your truck is totalled, but thank God you are seemingly unharmed." I glanced around and noticed he was with a young Spanish woman who was standing in front of the minivan they had pulled over to the side of the road in. She didnt say anything, but just stared at me. The priest told me he would stay until the police arrived. Reitterating the same things he had already said. The police finally came and I glanced away for a moment, but never taking the priest fully out of my sight range, we were standing in sort of triangle, the cop asked me a few questions, totalling NO MORE then 20 seconds, I glanced back to where the priest was, and much to my shock, he was gone, the spanish woman was gone, the minivan was gone, and as I looked down the highway, it was nowhere to be found.
As far as I am concerned, I was meant to live. I easily should be dead. If I live my life a little to zestfully for you, tough shit. I am out to make myself happy and in the process anyone I consider a true friend will also reap the benefits. Stop the petty bullshit ... you know who you are. And if you dont, you are even more fucked then I originally thought. I love all you guys, and I guess this was just an extremely long winded thank you to those of you who have aided in making my life awesome.
The whole point of this is this ..... I am truely amazed at how my life has completely changed since then. I am in so much of a better place right now then I was before this had happened. Better yet, it only seems to be getting better as time goes by. I tattooed the words on my arm a few months before the accident, but they ring true as if it was the lesson of my life ........... Get busy livin .... or get busy dyin.
I will have the heaping plate of life please.
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infinity:
just amazing how everything worked out just right and you made it out basically unharmed. 21 is certainly not a particularly straight highway either...
mrsted_stryker:
Happy Valentines day!! 