Highschool

If this is supposed to be the best time of my life....




I want a refund.

Easter Karma

Karma: what goes around comes around.
"...well it's not and it's going to come back and bite you in the butt, MISTER!"
"Well...looks like crap came back to bite you in the butt, MISTER"
-Olan Rogers
(the comeback kid)

Well, a true act of Karma happened yesterday. Okay here it is..
I threw easter eggs at my sister. (oh, calm down, not REAL eggs you idiot! Just plastic.) and then..

I came home at around 1:00 am from work and I'm trying to get to sleep, in my bed and guess what I find...
EASTER FREAKING EGGS!!! which I have to say is quite a surprise when trying to fall asleep in your bed when you find lumps under your sheets.
an example of Karma right there..

Okay...so this is one of my all time favorite videos ever..
I'm sorry it's just really amusing to me..
Watch if you want..
If you don't...whatever...

Comebacks and Karma....the way to go...

And now...I'm terrified...

I'm sorry...but when Nelson reveals the truth to people...it automatically gives me anxiety...and makes me nervous.
I know I shouldn't be...but
I just am...

I'm sorry..this just gives me anxiety...
...and...
I'm terrified...

But I guess I can officially introduce myself to you...

...Hello!..?

I'll do the formal introductions later...

but anyway....

Hi.....
I'm not officially sure if I was ready for this yet...
I'm excited and nervous and anxious all at the same time...
And it's because of you people...and Nelson...


-Alec Hardison

Chairs that I think are Sad

 I fell down the stairs

 I don't have any friends

 Party for one

 Hitchhiking

Forgotten along with the Christmas decorations

Vacation

I'm sick of vacation.
I'm sick of being away from my home.
Yes, I'm homesick.
I miss my friends, I miss doing stuff with them for as long as possible, because really, we are all going away off to college in a few months and I just want to spend the time I have now with them.
I'm sick of my siblings telling me how to swim or what I look like.
LOOK HERE MISTER! I'M THE OLDER SIBLING RIGHT NOW SO JUST SHUT UP!
I'm sick of how the chlorine in the pool is turning my hair green.
I'm sick of the way of the water is because it's different than I'm used to.
I'm sick.
I feel sick, because of that mystery shack.
I'm sick of driving in the car, listening to static with some random sound or phrase here and there.
I'm sick of pretending to be enjoying myself.
I'm sick of the heat.
I'm sick of all the Spanish radio stations.
I'm sick of sleeping on the floor.
I miss my bed and how I can just immediately fall asleep in it.
I'm sick of this vacation.

How's your spring break coming along?


-Alec Hardison

Things we have so far forgetten on our trip:

-Swedish fish
-pick-stand
-napkins
-paper plates
-a real knife
-my sister's camera charger
-my mother's brushes
-ice scraper
-my positive attitude
-patience
-good food

this is going to be so fun


-Alec Hardison

Stranded (the story of the day)

My truck broke down today while I was trying to drive home with my sister. It was having troubles but I just assumed that it would be fine because it's a little gut-less wonder. We are on the overpass of the freeway in the left lane. And it just dies. I try to start it again, and again, and again. And nothing happens, which is never a good sign.
I started to panic.
It's not starting at all and I'm stranded in the middle of the road.
I started to bawl.
I probably sat there in the truck for about 5 minutes just bawling while people are driving around me and honking. I would've moved out of your way if I could've.
Then this lady came up to my passenger side and helped to push our little truck to the right side of the road. I was still crying. I could tell that my crying was making my sister uncomfortable.
I called my both my parents and they couldn't understand me through my sobbing. I had to pull to together to get it out that I was stranded with my sister on the side of the road.
Another man pulled over to the side and comforted me by waiting for my parents to show up before he left. I thanked him graciously because I wasn't sure if I could stand being stranded there all by myself.
After about an hour my parents shows up and we towed my little truck back home.
I've been home for a while I can't stop crying. I know it's just a truck and we could always get a new one....but I don't know...this is mine.
Going to the pond today was great and I thought that today was going to be a good day.
my life was going pretty good, and then this
I guess it's my time bomb again

-Alec Hardison

my space camp

The first thing I thought of when Nelson said 'space camp' was the first time that I went to space camp in elementary school. When I was 9. (coincidentally)

Except this space camp wasn't about learning to be an astronaut or dreams. It was about the future. The future of space technology and fighting aliens. We all got assigned positions and stations and jobs.

I remember my first mission in 5th grade.
I was the captain, which was really strange because I wasn't the person that was ever known. I was the outcast. 'Outcasts aren't supposed to be the captain.' I didn't think that until many years later, because for me, anything could happen.

They led us into the training area where we got our little blue vests and instructions on the mission we were going to do that day. I was so excited. Our mission was something along the lines of 'try to convince these people to do something and protect these people and free the slaves' (I can't exactly remember how it went.)

We were originally supposed to be on the Odyssey but our crew didn't have enough people. So we were assigned the Phoenix. Which was a smaller ship with only 5 crew members.
they sent us through the 'portal' and then we were trained for our positions.

Since I was the captain and this mission was designed to test us I had this little device where somebody could tell me what to do if I needed help or advice. It was my conscience. And this person through the headphones had an Irish accent and would help me and my crew constantly get out of trouble. We did die a few times from spaceship malfunction and engineer malfunctions (like not being able to back out of the space port and blowing up, or not stopping in time and running into an oncoming friendly spaceship. yep as you can see we were experts at this sort of thing.)

I wish I still had a conscience helping me along every step of the way. (one of the rules of having a conscience be your guide was that you could never refer to it as being there. You couldn't say 'my conscience says that we should probably head north and maybe talk to the pirates.' even if you had a conscience telling you what to do you had to refer to those ideas that were popping into your head as your own.)
I guess that that rule still applies today, probably so people don't assume that you are crazy, but perhaps you are. (have I gone mad? I'm afraid so, but let me tell you a secret: all the best people are.-Alice in Wonderland.)


I remember being so frustrated, I wanted to just complete the mission because it really shouldn't have been that hard.
I remember after we ran out of time going back to school and the disappointment in everybody's eyes.
What would I do if I only had a few months to live, that's easy.
I would go back to space camp.
(I'm not sure I understood the prompt. But then again, I do what I want.)

I wasn't really sure where I was going with this at all. Apparently I wanted to jump around a lot.

-Alec Hardison