what an uneventful weekend

This weeked was suppose to be focused around going to the lake.... guess not!! Good ole weather man said that today was going to be almost 80 and sunny.. however he was wrong. friday and saturday night i me and my brother worked on their boat. We spent long hours installing a new tongue, jack, tires, waxing, wiring.. wow and a few other odds and ends. It was good bonding time so it was not that bad. Saturday was looking pretty good, the whole day was nice and sunny, BUT a 90% chance of rain (which did not settle in until about 4 p.m). So here i am waking up early just to go out and embarge on the maden voyage.. AND the big gust of chilling wind changed my mind rather quickly. oh cuss words, cuss words.. I guess ill keep waiting for a nice day or something. Though it seems as if my weeks are going to be slammed with stuff to do. I have a huge research paper to do, plus my birthday is comming up, family MAY come into town, work crap, school crap, constantly getting pushed to clean my room and work outside. plus my 1 year old black lab needs a bath and shots.. wow so much to do, but with a huge lack of time... sad day. I cannot wait until the summer when work starts to slow down and ill be taking just one class, and not to mention lots of lake, and beach days.. Well seems as though this blog turns out to be a talk about all the crazy stuff i need to do.. and did i mention im still broke? jeffstate collects all of my hard earned dollars.. cuss words again! hopefully next weekend will be more productive.. i see going to the lake in the forcast.. and i need to think of a name for brad and d's boat... how about the ss minow johnson?? haha i thought it was funny.. gotta love rush hour 2.... "So shines a good deed in a weary world" anybody guess that one?

Ripping through the terrain of our lives...

Catchy slogan huh? I thought so.. Well the significance behind that slogan or "title" would have to be about this past weekend. Last week i had a stressful week, and i figured some hard core 4-wheeler riding should make things better. My gracious uncle let me borrow his huge 16 foot trailer, which was a drastic change, to the 5 by 8 trailer that i own. I had my huge Arctic Cat atv, my fathers huge dirtbike and a borrowed honda atv. I had all of them loaded down and ready for a fun ole fashion day of riding. So my father, mother, and myself set out on our journey; when i suddenly realized that my mother had never rode a 4-wheeler before. Hey piece of cake, not a big deal in the slightest..... RIGHT?? It was evident that i was wrong! Poor lady is almost 50 and does not like to be on a rough terrain when flipping over is a possibility. Going out on trails is easy for me and my dad because we have been doing it for years.. but noooo... not Angie. I was on a racing atv that had all aftermarket parts that could obtain a speed into the triple digits, pretty scary if you think about it. So i hammered down on the throttle and looked behind me, and thought; Where is my mother? She was on the top of a hill wanting to just walk down... OH NO! don't wuss out like that! thats the thought that kept entering my mind. She was really scared, petrified was the word. So to make a long story short, I drove her back to where we parked the truck and i walked on my 2 mile voyage to get the atv that i was riding. I totally under estimated how far i was.... so i got my work out for the day. When i rode back in, mom said "John Evan im sorry, i have never done this before". At first i started to think.... i wanted to say that she was being a punk and wanted to wuss out... BUT something my right mind kicked in and I said, " dont worry about it, i know youve never done this before so its ok. im just happy you came with us and had some fun". Honestly that was true, i was siked that she came with us and experienced the fun of riding. note to self, dont let mother ride down a huge hill! lesson learned. Next time ill let her ride around Aunt Shirley's lake and get a better feel for it.

Im so broke..

I wish that i had the advantage of making a lot of money. Sadly, I'am not that fortunate. I do work hard 5 to 6 days a week trying to get by.. Here lately i have had soo many bills that have left me broke. School cost way too much money, that makes everything difficult for a guy like me. Sometimes i wish that i was like most college students who do not have to worry about tuition and all that stuff. Yet, again i give so much money to these people so that I can attempt to recieve a degree from their school. I know that God has me exactly where he wants me. I do believe that If i work hard and try to pay for this, he will make everything work.. It is a difficult ordeal to grasp. I surly with that i could wake up and all my school is paid for until i graduate. but in reality, this would not be possible. Am i venting because im broke? maybe.. but maybe i should listen to Dave Ramsey and watch my spending habits.. Come on im almost 22 and i do not need to feel as if im a 40 year old man drowning myself in debt, hoping that ill get a degree that will help my future.. BUT on a lighter note.. Im so thankful for where i stand with my life. I wasn't the brightest in highschool.. well maybe i was, but did not apply myself as i should have. High school i did not care about anything. Just completing highschool and getting a job that i liked sounded ideal to me..... right??? Well school ended and i got a job and i was pretty happy.. but a thought entered my head.. that thought was.... "Do i want to work here forever"? With a lot of help from someone special, I had to apply myself to better myself and wow what a struggle that was.. Who ever invented graduation exams SUCKS!!!! Gladly talking in past tense, i did not pass my history section of my graduation exam.. and i tired time after time and couldnt do it.. Honestly i was lazy and i did not care. But with a little encouragement and quitting my job; I studied all summer long and passed that things, and got into jeffstate.. now, Jeffstate doesnt sound like a huge school for some, but wow what an accomplishment it was for me. I knew that someone bigger than me wanted me to try hard, because my future depended on it! So as i stand, i have a full time job, im in school, and im broke..... BUT most of all, im happy!

Basketball

I love sports... anything from football, golf, to water sports.. and anything with a motor and a track really gets my attention.. But tonight i had the chance to go to a UAB basketball game.. I haven't ever had a huge passion for it but hey, i figured i would give it a try.. I had a really fun time. I caught myself getting involved into the game and chanting U. A. B. all the way. Indeed a very fun and eventful night i must say. it was great! Now do I have the skill to play on the court? I would say no.. ill just stick with my little race car on the track... moral of the story is... swooosh u a b.... stomp!

heartless people

I have always wondered why people can be so hearless.. This is an answer that can only come from God. But still i wonder why why why? I have no idea who reads this but if you do not know.. I have had foster brothers for about 4 years, and for that amount of time, they have tought me so much. When they first came to live with us, honestly i had no clue what to think. I caught myself asking questions like why... Am I not enough for my parents?? That question was totally wrong to ask. They were truly a blessing to my family, my friends, my church family, and most of all ME. I never would have thought that after Christmas, i could possibly never see them again. This was a difficult thought to cope with. Its like everything was going great in my life; I had good grades and things at work were slowing down but wow, what a bombshell was dropped when we got a call. The call consists of a social worker wanting the kids for a weekend visit with a woman that could possibly adopt them. These kids are very much attached to our family,,,, there is no way that it could possibly happen.. These thoughts kept running through my mind.. BUT it takes someone without a heart to prove me wrong once again. So it turns out that i have not seen these amazing kids in months.. Everything is gone.. their stuff, their rooms are empty and this place in my heart feels as if something is missing. i miss everything about them. So that leaves me with the question.. how could someone be so harsh and crule to take kids from the only home they know, do not allow any contact with them nor see them. It makes me mad, sad, and unfulfilled. But God has a plan for them and something in the future will have an outcome to all of this. Heartless people make me sick.