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Mar. 6th, 2008
So a few nights a week I have to go off campus for dinner because of my meal plan, so I generally wait toward the end of the week when I'm not focusing on homework. Well since the Pizza-Hut/Taco-Bell down a block closed over Christmas, and McDonalds is not only gross but too fucking far to walk for food, I generally end up going (literally) just across the street to Subway. (In general I am pretty happy with this arrangement--parents paying for Subway is yummy, plus without Taco Bell [though cheap] I am less tempted to drink Mountain Dew.)
However, crossing this street is a peril. Much like 35 and Factory at home, people blow this red light ALL THE FUCKING TIME. The reason I have noticed this is that one, mom and dad constantly tell my sister and I to wait a little at a green light at Factory and 35 because so many trucks will run that red light, and if you get hit by a truck you're dead. Two, I generally have a good sense of what's going on around me and though it's hard to tell how fast a car might be going sometimes, I am one of those people who would rather wait than push my luck--and this is how I find out so many people DON'T plan on stopping for this red light. Three, when you're walking, and people are turning left in front of you, you're a lot more aware. I'm almost been hit--let's call it "bumped" for the sake of speed--twice in the past two weeks, and that tends to make you more aware.
So, mentally, I've been bitching about people running red lights at this intersection all semester. If I have one driving pet peeve, it is riding with someone who runs red lights, especially if they're a speeder. One because of cops, but it's also really easy to hit someone.
So... I just saw a guy get hit. Majorly. He was running the red light on his moped (common here) and the girl turning left into Chaminade was also turning on a red light without looking--and no, she hadn't been in the intersection waiting for it to turn yellow (as is legal) but just blew the light. So out of the corner of my eye, while I'm waiting for all the red-light-runners to go (because at least one person runs the red light every time I go down there... EVERY. TIME.) and I think "wait, where did the moped guy go?"
CRUNCH
And the guy goes flipping over the car and lands right on his head. Really awkward bend of the neck. This guy will be lucky to get out alive, and if he didn't break his neck at all it will be a miracle.
Talk about a rush. I didn't know what to do; call 911? My phone isn't local, and I know there are some places with local emergency numbers. I can't play doctor because my advice would amount to "don't move him, he might have broken his neck" and I'm not certified for anything. So a guy got out of his car that looked like he had some idea of helping (like my mom or dad do the I'M A DOCTOR WHAT'S GOING ON run), and people were calling 911. I felt rather helpless, sadly.
I didn't see the guy move, I sadly wouldn't be surprised if he's dead or paralyzed.
Moral of the story? DON'T FUCKING RUN RED LIGHTS. Especially on a moped (that thing was crushed like aluminum foil, just folded right under her front bumper) and especially not without a helmet (unless you're in a car, and then FUCKING WEAR A SEAT BELT).
I mean... damn.
Damn.
However, crossing this street is a peril. Much like 35 and Factory at home, people blow this red light ALL THE FUCKING TIME. The reason I have noticed this is that one, mom and dad constantly tell my sister and I to wait a little at a green light at Factory and 35 because so many trucks will run that red light, and if you get hit by a truck you're dead. Two, I generally have a good sense of what's going on around me and though it's hard to tell how fast a car might be going sometimes, I am one of those people who would rather wait than push my luck--and this is how I find out so many people DON'T plan on stopping for this red light. Three, when you're walking, and people are turning left in front of you, you're a lot more aware. I'm almost been hit--let's call it "bumped" for the sake of speed--twice in the past two weeks, and that tends to make you more aware.
So, mentally, I've been bitching about people running red lights at this intersection all semester. If I have one driving pet peeve, it is riding with someone who runs red lights, especially if they're a speeder. One because of cops, but it's also really easy to hit someone.
So... I just saw a guy get hit. Majorly. He was running the red light on his moped (common here) and the girl turning left into Chaminade was also turning on a red light without looking--and no, she hadn't been in the intersection waiting for it to turn yellow (as is legal) but just blew the light. So out of the corner of my eye, while I'm waiting for all the red-light-runners to go (because at least one person runs the red light every time I go down there... EVERY. TIME.) and I think "wait, where did the moped guy go?"
CRUNCH
And the guy goes flipping over the car and lands right on his head. Really awkward bend of the neck. This guy will be lucky to get out alive, and if he didn't break his neck at all it will be a miracle.
Talk about a rush. I didn't know what to do; call 911? My phone isn't local, and I know there are some places with local emergency numbers. I can't play doctor because my advice would amount to "don't move him, he might have broken his neck" and I'm not certified for anything. So a guy got out of his car that looked like he had some idea of helping (like my mom or dad do the I'M A DOCTOR WHAT'S GOING ON run), and people were calling 911. I felt rather helpless, sadly.
I didn't see the guy move, I sadly wouldn't be surprised if he's dead or paralyzed.
Moral of the story? DON'T FUCKING RUN RED LIGHTS. Especially on a moped (that thing was crushed like aluminum foil, just folded right under her front bumper) and especially not without a helmet (unless you're in a car, and then FUCKING WEAR A SEAT BELT).
I mean... damn.
Damn.
So a few nights a week I have to go off campus for dinner because of my meal plan, so I generally wait toward the end of the week when I'm not focusing on homework. Well since the Pizza-Hut/Taco-Bell down a block closed over Christmas, and McDonalds is not only gross but too fucking far to walk for food, I generally end up going (literally) just across the street to Subway. (In general I am pretty happy with this arrangement--parents paying for Subway is yummy, plus without Taco Bell [though cheap] I am less tempted to drink Mountain Dew.)
However, crossing this street is a peril. Much like 35 and Factory at home, people blow this red light ALL THE FUCKING TIME. The reason I have noticed this is that one, mom and dad constantly tell my sister and I to wait a little at a green light at Factory and 35 because so many trucks will run that red light, and if you get hit by a truck you're dead. Two, I generally have a good sense of what's going on around me and though it's hard to tell how fast a car might be going sometimes, I am one of those people who would rather wait than push my luck--and this is how I find out so many people DON'T plan on stopping for this red light. Three, when you're walking, and people are turning left in front of you, you're a lot more aware. I'm almost been hit--let's call it "bumped" for the sake of speed--twice in the past two weeks, and that tends to make you more aware.
So, mentally, I've been bitching about people running red lights at this intersection all semester. If I have one driving pet peeve, it is riding with someone who runs red lights, especially if they're a speeder. One because of cops, but it's also really easy to hit someone.
So... I just saw a guy get hit. Majorly. He was running the red light on his moped (common here) and the girl turning left into Chaminade was also turning on a red light without looking--and no, she hadn't been in the intersection waiting for it to turn yellow (as is legal) but just blew the light. So out of the corner of my eye, while I'm waiting for all the red-light-runners to go (because at least one person runs the red light every time I go down there... EVERY. TIME.) and I think "wait, where did the moped guy go?"
CRUNCH
And the guy goes flipping over the car and lands right on his head. Really awkward bend of the neck. This guy will be lucky to get out alive, and if he didn't break his neck at all it will be a miracle.
Talk about a rush. I didn't know what to do; call 911? My phone isn't local, and I know there are some places with local emergency numbers. I can't play doctor because my advice would amount to "don't move him, he might have broken his neck" and I'm not certified for anything. So a guy got out of his car that looked like he had some idea of helping (like my mom or dad do the I'M A DOCTOR WHAT'S GOING ON run), and people were calling 911. I felt rather helpless, sadly.
I didn't see the guy move, I sadly wouldn't be surprised if he's dead or paralyzed.
Moral of the story? DON'T FUCKING RUN RED LIGHTS. Especially on a moped (that thing was crushed like aluminum foil, just folded right under her front bumper) and especially not without a helmet (unless you're in a car, and then FUCKING WEAR A SEAT BELT).
I mean... damn.
Damn.
However, crossing this street is a peril. Much like 35 and Factory at home, people blow this red light ALL THE FUCKING TIME. The reason I have noticed this is that one, mom and dad constantly tell my sister and I to wait a little at a green light at Factory and 35 because so many trucks will run that red light, and if you get hit by a truck you're dead. Two, I generally have a good sense of what's going on around me and though it's hard to tell how fast a car might be going sometimes, I am one of those people who would rather wait than push my luck--and this is how I find out so many people DON'T plan on stopping for this red light. Three, when you're walking, and people are turning left in front of you, you're a lot more aware. I'm almost been hit--let's call it "bumped" for the sake of speed--twice in the past two weeks, and that tends to make you more aware.
So, mentally, I've been bitching about people running red lights at this intersection all semester. If I have one driving pet peeve, it is riding with someone who runs red lights, especially if they're a speeder. One because of cops, but it's also really easy to hit someone.
So... I just saw a guy get hit. Majorly. He was running the red light on his moped (common here) and the girl turning left into Chaminade was also turning on a red light without looking--and no, she hadn't been in the intersection waiting for it to turn yellow (as is legal) but just blew the light. So out of the corner of my eye, while I'm waiting for all the red-light-runners to go (because at least one person runs the red light every time I go down there... EVERY. TIME.) and I think "wait, where did the moped guy go?"
CRUNCH
And the guy goes flipping over the car and lands right on his head. Really awkward bend of the neck. This guy will be lucky to get out alive, and if he didn't break his neck at all it will be a miracle.
Talk about a rush. I didn't know what to do; call 911? My phone isn't local, and I know there are some places with local emergency numbers. I can't play doctor because my advice would amount to "don't move him, he might have broken his neck" and I'm not certified for anything. So a guy got out of his car that looked like he had some idea of helping (like my mom or dad do the I'M A DOCTOR WHAT'S GOING ON run), and people were calling 911. I felt rather helpless, sadly.
I didn't see the guy move, I sadly wouldn't be surprised if he's dead or paralyzed.
Moral of the story? DON'T FUCKING RUN RED LIGHTS. Especially on a moped (that thing was crushed like aluminum foil, just folded right under her front bumper) and especially not without a helmet (unless you're in a car, and then FUCKING WEAR A SEAT BELT).
I mean... damn.
Damn.
righto, then
Mar. 6th, 2008 11:35 pmMmm, I think I've made enough posts today. Definitely filled my out-of-my-comfort-zone quota for the day, though I think it says something when swimming with sharks requires less mental debate than say, oh, flirting. It's not really important or relevant to anything, I just thought it was interesting enough to note.
Also, Freedom Players... Break a leg, homes! Ilu <3 I am sad that I can't go home to see the play (though if I had the money, I'd SO be there. I really have nothing planned for this weekend). Damn, I have been in the bad habit of calling musicals plays because of St. Brigid. We always called it "the Eighth Grade play" even though it was always a musical. oh, right, that's the train of thought that led to the flirting comment. FUCK MY EIGHTH GRADE PLAY Hm, I just remembered we didn't do a school showing of our play in eighth grade, can't remember exactly why though. (But it's damn good we didn't, and don't bother asking.) YES TANGENT SO, yay Carroll! I love you guys. =) Have a good show, make sure to do something stupid on Sunday yadayada... omg mariotheme was thebestever Have fun and all ;D Send me a video, all that good stuff. Make sure greenroom is entertaining... haha Lara's brother
76 days until Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull! Today's trivia: Sweet! A rare photo from LC. Just a warning, it's FUKKEN HUGE
Hmm... my papers were mildly successful. Now let's see if my grades agree...
Also, Freedom Players... Break a leg, homes! Ilu <3 I am sad that I can't go home to see the play (though if I had the money, I'd SO be there. I really have nothing planned for this weekend). Damn, I have been in the bad habit of calling musicals plays because of St. Brigid. We always called it "the Eighth Grade play" even though it was always a musical. oh, right, that's the train of thought that led to the flirting comment. FUCK MY EIGHTH GRADE PLAY Hm, I just remembered we didn't do a school showing of our play in eighth grade, can't remember exactly why though. (But it's damn good we didn't, and don't bother asking.) YES TANGENT SO, yay Carroll! I love you guys. =) Have a good show, make sure to do something stupid on Sunday yadayada... omg mariotheme was thebestever Have fun and all ;D Send me a video, all that good stuff. Make sure greenroom is entertaining... haha Lara's brother
76 days until Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull! Today's trivia: Sweet! A rare photo from LC. Just a warning, it's FUKKEN HUGE
Hmm... my papers were mildly successful. Now let's see if my grades agree...
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righto, then
Mar. 6th, 2008 11:35 pmMmm, I think I've made enough posts today. Definitely filled my out-of-my-comfort-zone quota for the day, though I think it says something when swimming with sharks requires less mental debate than say, oh, flirting. It's not really important or relevant to anything, I just thought it was interesting enough to note.
Also, Freedom Players... Break a leg, homes! Ilu <3 I am sad that I can't go home to see the play (though if I had the money, I'd SO be there. I really have nothing planned for this weekend). Damn, I have been in the bad habit of calling musicals plays because of St. Brigid. We always called it "the Eighth Grade play" even though it was always a musical. oh, right, that's the train of thought that led to the flirting comment. FUCK MY EIGHTH GRADE PLAY Hm, I just remembered we didn't do a school showing of our play in eighth grade, can't remember exactly why though. (But it's damn good we didn't, and don't bother asking.) YES TANGENT SO, yay Carroll! I love you guys. =) Have a good show, make sure to do something stupid on Sunday yadayada... omg mariotheme was thebestever Have fun and all ;D Send me a video, all that good stuff. Make sure greenroom is entertaining... haha Lara's brother
76 days until Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull! Today's trivia: Sweet! A rare photo from LC. Just a warning, it's FUKKEN HUGE
Hmm... my papers were mildly successful. Now let's see if my grades agree...
Also, Freedom Players... Break a leg, homes! Ilu <3 I am sad that I can't go home to see the play (though if I had the money, I'd SO be there. I really have nothing planned for this weekend). Damn, I have been in the bad habit of calling musicals plays because of St. Brigid. We always called it "the Eighth Grade play" even though it was always a musical. oh, right, that's the train of thought that led to the flirting comment. FUCK MY EIGHTH GRADE PLAY Hm, I just remembered we didn't do a school showing of our play in eighth grade, can't remember exactly why though. (But it's damn good we didn't, and don't bother asking.) YES TANGENT SO, yay Carroll! I love you guys. =) Have a good show, make sure to do something stupid on Sunday yadayada... omg mariotheme was thebestever Have fun and all ;D Send me a video, all that good stuff. Make sure greenroom is entertaining... haha Lara's brother
76 days until Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull! Today's trivia: Sweet! A rare photo from LC. Just a warning, it's FUKKEN HUGE
Hmm... my papers were mildly successful. Now let's see if my grades agree...
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