The dangerous streets of Irvine.

I was planning on writing a big long blog about this weekend's events but I decided that since I had a conversation about it with someone while I began writing it, I might as well just copy, paste, and censor it here. Beware! You may be compelled to move after reading this entry... scary stuff man.

MK (12:13:03 AM): I have to ask, how is woodbridge scary...?
Lacey (12:13:12 AM): OH MY GOSH
Lacey (12:13:24 AM): do you really want to know? you might be too afraid to leave your house...
MK (12:13:32 AM): haha, im intrigued, yes
MK (12:14:02 AM): what could be so scary in woodbridge...?
Lacey (12:14:06 AM): okay
MK (12:14:16 AM): too much sameness?
Lacey (12:14:20 AM): it all began on a friday night like any other
Lacey (12:14:21 AM): no no no
Lacey (12:14:35 AM): this weekend has shown me that no town, even irvine is truly sheltered
MK (12:14:38 AM): it was a calm and quite friday night in Irvine C*********..
MK (12:14:43 AM): yeesh ok
MK (12:14:45 AM): splain
Lacey (12:14:56 AM): k.
Lacey (12:15:11 AM): so i was at "dj ****'s" party
MK (12:15:22 AM): right..
Lacey (12:15:29 AM): (i only recently discovered that he is called "dj ****" in all seriousness, i find it funny.)
MK (12:16:02 AM): anyone who calls himself that needs to be laughed at
Lacey (12:16:02 AM): anyway, so i get to his house, music's blasting, marijuana's burning, alcohol is being consumed
Lacey (12:16:07 AM): ya know, a "normal high school party."
MK (12:16:10 AM): right
Lacey (12:16:32 AM): there was a whole lot of annoying drama going on and slutty dancers all over the place, so i stayed outside most of the night with my sober friends
Lacey (12:17:11 AM): fortunately, my curfew had been shortened to 11:30 on this particular evening because i was being punished for being late all the time
MK (12:17:22 AM): haha alright
Lacey (12:17:36 AM): so i left at 11:20, driving like crazy to make it home on time. the moment i arrive home i receive a text message
Lacey (12:17:41 AM): "someone just got stabbed!"
Lacey (12:17:43 AM): it reads
MK (12:17:49 AM): ...
Lacey (12:17:54 AM): i get online to talk to the person who sent me the text
Lacey (12:18:12 AM): she didn't know anything other than the fact that a huge fight had broken out at the party and someone got stabbed in the eye
MK (12:18:20 AM): whoa
MK (12:18:25 AM): who stabs someone in the eye..
Lacey(12:18:37 AM): the next day i find out that that was not the only abnormal thing that had occured on this fateful evening.
Lacey (12:18:40 AM): (i know seriously!)
Lacey (12:18:55 AM): turns out the kid wasn't stabbed IN the eye, just in the general vacinity of the eye. the face, if you will.
MK (12:18:57 AM): this was in woodbridge?
Lacey (12:18:58 AM): yes.
MK (12:19:20 AM): pathetic.
Lacey (12:19:30 AM): so it turns out that TWO kids were stabbed, there were TWO huge brawls, someone got hit by a car, and a girl went to the hospital from alcohol poisoning.
Lacey (12:19:47 AM): this same evening my friend B** got in a car accident
Lacey (12:19:57 AM): the next day he sprained/broke his ankle
MK (12:20:10 AM): unrelated to the accident?
Lacey (12:20:20 AM): yes, unrelated
Lacey (12:20:23 AM): totally different accident
Lacey (12:20:24 AM): BUT
Lacey (12:20:34 AM): also friday night (in utah) my friend is at a dance party...
Lacey (12:20:37 AM): AND THE FLOOR CAVES IN
MK (12:20:47 AM): hot damn
Lacey (12:20:52 AM): but no no, that's not all that has occured this weekend.
Lacey (12:21:15 AM): tonight i'm at my friend's house playing Guitar Hero and eating chocolate chip cookies when i receive a call from my concerned mother telling me not to come home
Lacey (12:21:45 AM): apparently a criminal was on the loose in our neighborhood and there were helicopters and cop cars and everything all over the place
MK (12:22:03 AM): what no way..
Lacey (12:22:18 AM): anyone who claims woodbridge is safe is sincerely mistaken. it is just as prone to hysteria as any other small-town community.
MK (12:22:32 AM): lol, i think ur overreacting a bit
Lacey (12:22:36 AM): haha
Lacey (12:22:49 AM): well, i'm making myself sound dramatic for... effect.
MK (12:22:55 AM): haha
MK (12:22:56 AM): i know
Lacey (12:22:56 AM): but it's been a really weird weekend.
MK (12:23:06 AM): yeah that is for sure
MK (12:23:17 AM): do u know how the whole fugitive thing went down?
MK (12:23:35 AM): did they catch him?
Lacey (12:23:40 AM): when i finally came home all the cop cars were on m***/**** yale ****
Lacey (12:23:50 AM): i'm pretty sure they must have because there were a ton of them all there
MK (12:23:57 AM): i see
MK (12:24:20 AM): irvine cops finally earning all that cash.
MK (12:25:06 AM): so did the stabbing kids go to whs?
MK (12:25:30 AM): either the stabbers or stabees?
MK (12:25:32 AM): lol
Lacey (12:25:48 AM): i know haha
MK (12:26:02 AM): ?
Lacey (12:26:04 AM): well apparently the fights involved kids from uni who invade all the woodbridge parties to get into fights
Lacey (12:26:18 AM): all i know is the kid who was stabbed in the face's name was ***.
MK (12:26:28 AM): thats a very stabbable name
MK (12:26:29 AM): figures
MK (12:27:03 AM): don't uni kids have anything better to do? Like, math problems or something?
MK (12:27:46 AM): god humans are so dumb
Lacey (12:28:32 AM): haha
Lacey (12:28:33 AM): seriously.
Lacey (12:28:41 AM): i just don't understand...
MK (12:28:57 AM): i'll never be able to comprehend such behavior
MK (12:29:26 AM): and I will always wish I had the power to sterilize people with the snap of my fingers
MK (12:30:00 AM): sadly, however, those kids will probably procreate one day soon, when they knock up some drunk chick at a party, and the cycle will continue.

^Well put MK, well put.^


* Names have been changed to protect the identities of mentioned people and places in the story.

Apparently it is Jesus who sits in the old gum tree

While washing my face tonight I was reminded of a song I used to sing back when I was a child going to a Lutheran preschool (not to say that children who went to Lutheran preschools were the only ones who sang this song... I just included that little fact as a detail). I began singing the song and was slightly appalled at the rather skewed and somewhate humorous version of the song that came out of my mouth...

Jesus loves me this I know
For the Bible tells me so
Little ones to him belong
They are weak but he is strong
Laugh kukaburra, laugh kukaburra
Save some gum for me

(Now, I advise you to sing the words as I have written them before you write me off as a psychopath. I think you'll find that my confusion was completely justified.)

The Big Bear trip of a lifetime... and almost a deathtime

I will explain my blog title at the end of the blog. This is going to be a long blog by the way, because I took a lot of pictures and I may end up interjecting little bits of commentary.


That's Kyle inside THE CAVE. Yes, there is a cave that we tend to visit in Big Bear, only to smoke ourselves out minutes later (not like WE smoke, we set fire to a piece of paper and are smoked out... did I really need to explain that to anyone on here? Probably not.)

John... also in the cave.

That's the fire that smoked us out of the cave, with the fire starter himself.

I just thought this picture was cool cause you could see the smoke in the air through the flashlight light. Maybe it's just me.

SMOKED OUT!

Kyle with his expertly-built snowman.

Alright, so my snowwoman isn't all that well-built... and my eyes are closed... oh well. We can't all be so photogenic as Kyle.

The snow covered creek bed outside John's cabin.

Footprints Kyle and I left on our hike. I thought it was pretty? Maybe it's just me again.

I actually didn't take this one. But I took the next few because, well. I got a little bored on the hike... shhh! Don't tell.

I took it. It's goofy. I looked goofy. Whatever.

I didn't mean to take this one. I was about to take another one of myself but I tripped on a rock and... well. There ya go.

There were footprints leading into this log so I took a picture of the inside to see if there was an animal inside. It kind of looks like there was, maybe?

The last one I took of myself, I swear.

Kyle's and my snow people having a snowball fight. Can you see the tiny little snowballs??

So now for my near death experience. John and I began our descent down the mountain and got about 10 minutes away from his house when he realized that he left something back at the cabin. He made a u-turn and was about to made a right turn onto the main road when a cop drove by and saw the very dangerous turn John made onto the road, in front of oncoming traffic. Seconds later the cop turned on his sirens and John and I started freaking out that we were going to get a ticket. The cop was driving the opposite direction so we figured if it was enough of a big deal to him he would turn around and follow us. He didn't. So we got to the cabin, got the forgotten items, and heading back down the mountain. When we got a little further down there was a huge queue of cars and an orange sign that said "Accident Ahead." We were waiting in this line for nearly 20 minutes before we started moving again. It turns out a car had driven over the side of the mountain, right in the part where the railings end (what are the chances??). When we drove past the parked ambulances we saw the very same cop that we had seen before. It occurred to us that if John had not remembered to go back to the cabin we would have been a couple minutes ahead of that policeman when he got that fateful phone call, and granted the exact same circumstances, the car that went over the edge could have been us. Trippy to think about.

That's my story.

I'm ba-ack.

I decided that it's about time I post a new blog. The only thing is, there are a lot of things I don't want to write about because there are so many people that have access to my blog now. I don't really like that. Originally this blog was a place for me to write about random things, knowing that only Alli, Lindsey, and Glenn would read them. Now that that isn't the case I feel a little bit... cautious. So from now on I will choose my words wisely.

Ooh. Just not right now. I'm going to go dry my hair.