Monday

Voltage

O my goodness.. this has been the weirdest three days of my life. So we'll start on the 29th.. So I'm planning on attending Voltage and things are working out for the most part... w.e. Then I find out.. I have no car and no ride to moose jaw.. me = freaking the heck out... then the 30th happened.. I wake up at 10 to the sound of Jane's voice over the telephone telling me that I have a ride from s'toon to Moose Jaw and that I just don't have a ride home.. So.. I was like 'heck yes i'll be there'... so I do some stuff.. and go over to Delia's to chill with Jane (Delia was out snowboarding) and then we were like "o... well how are you getting to s'toon?" and I was like 'hey.. i don't know!!!" So we wait for Delia to get back and she was getting a ride with her uncle who now couldn't drive because of injuring himself.. Then Jane left to S'toon in this one ride that had no room for us and I was there with Delia and I'm like "how about I phone my bro and we'll just give him gas money and we'll go to s'toon that way".. So I'm on the phone with Tyler and he agreed too and I go into Delia's room to find her stressing out because she's worried about inconvienceing me and that I was just doing this for her because she wanted to see Renee' and stuff.. and I was like "no no no don't be ridiculious I've got things to do in s'toon blah blah blah" but the truth is I was just doing this for her because she was extrememly stressed out about getting to s'toon.. bahahah we just won't tell her. The only real down of it was me not being able to see my family on my birthday.. but i'm okay with that.. and I didn't get any presents.. but it's okay because I got to bless my friend instead.. so on the 30th.. i read poetry discovered the awesome-ness of the word 'piss' and watched most of season two of Corner Gas.. went to bed at like.. 6..am... woke up at 9:30.. got pounced on.. got my lip smashed open.. and left for moosejaw at 2pm. So it's my birthday.. the 31st.. I play three hours worth of cards.. I go to Voltage I see lots of people It's pretty much the best birthday ever and did all this stuff and stuff.. and I saw Ashley N for like.. three seconds before she disappeared. (Side note for Ashley : You suck.. just leaves without saying good bye when you clearly promised you would.. man next time i see you.. you're in for it... but i love you) Basically I saw all these people that I love so much.. so therefore it was the best birthday ever. Mary Joy Nelson.. you are amazing. where would I be with out you? probably still in moose jaw. the only worst parts were when i had to say goodbye to everyone.. So.. it's the first. Conrad Sparks comes and retrieves me from MJ's Grandma's house.. (yes MJ you were right, he is extremely good looking.. and so was the boy in the back seat lol) So we have a good ol' time riding to s'toon.. and I get to s'toon at 1:30 problem the next bus to Nb is... at 5:30... I start work.. at 4:00 pm So my dad called and told them I was stranded. So.. I get dropped off at the mall in S'toon.. turns out only the Bay is open.. so I wander around there.. walk to the depot and ditch my stuff in a locker and make a few phone calls... absolutely no one is home. So I hang up.. (side note: as I'm walking back I was praying and I was like "Jesus you should hook me up with someone in the depot") And I turn around to see this man and he's like "Hi, I'm Chad.. what bus are you on?" and I was like "the 5:30 bus to NB" and he was like "Neat, so am I... well.. it's only 2:30ish.. and you seem just as bored as me.. wanna go play a round of pool?" and I said "Sure, why the heck not?!" So we walk down the street.. to this bar/pool hall. Turns out this guy is like.. 23..24? and thinks I'm 20.. So we get to this bar.. and I'm thinking "holy crap I'm going to get kicked out" but I never and we sit down at this stupid little electric game and this guy is so perverted. He picks all the games that have to do with sex and stuff (at the begining of the screen you can pick between like sports cards and others along with one called 'erotic') so he picks this one.. and I'm like 'w.e. he's paying for it' turns out I'm really good a sex trivia. Whether I should be proud of this.. I'm not sure. So after this we go and play a round of pool and he's trying to like molest me and i'm like 'back off buddy, the next guy i kiss is the guy i marry' and he backs off and then it's like 4:30 and we walk back to the depot.. we get there and he finds his buddies that he lost the night before and ditches me for them and i'm thinking to myself "Praise Jesus" So.. I'm sitting there being a loner.. finally the bus is ready to be boarded and I get on and I sit near the back thinking 'yes.. it'll be quiet.. dark.. i can finally sleep".. was I ever wrong. So two rows behind me.. sits these triple A hockey jocks and then this guy walks on and he's all g-unit big tough lookin guy and his one eye is purple swollen shut and has stitches. (aka mr. Shiner) and Mr Shiner sits in the very back of the bus (which happens to be right behind the hockey jocks) then Mr.Chad walks on and sits next to Mr. Shiner.. and w.e. they converse and they start talking with the hockey jocks.. and then we're out on the highway... when outta nowhere there's like this annoying light.. and I hear this soft moaning.. and look through the crack of my seat to see Mr. Shiner with his DVD playing watching porn with these guys and they start commentating and rating these girls.... So I can't sleep because all I hear is moaning and these stupid pervert face guys. w.e. So I'm semi-asleep when they start talking about their careers.. Mr. Chad works for some big factory.. the hockey jocks.. play hockey.. and Mr Shiner.. is a lacky!!! He's the man the drug lord calls on to beat the living piss out of people who don't pay up for their crack.. and it turns out.. Mr. Chad and Mr. Shiner are CRACK HEADS!!!! yaaaaaaaaayyyyy!!!! So.. I get home.. off the buss... get picked up.. and taken to work.. where I find out that my boss was going to pay for my ticket home and not only that but he was very nice to me and just made me finish off the shift I was supposed to work and stuff.. Praise Jesus. Now It's 1:33 Am and I still have not slept... So I think I'm going to go and read my Bible and try... so yea.. thats my life.. today I've learned not to go to the bar with random 23 yr old men who smell of old booze.

Eliza-Jane

2 Comments:

Blogger CrazyNess said...

LOL
What a crazy few days!! Wow!

Oh and I'm glad I could leave my mark... heh heh

Thursday, January 05, 2006 1:37:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Beautiful.

That was a truly fun time. I'm so glad it all worked out. Well, except for the perverted crack-heads with shiners. Please don't be so trusting or brave or whatever crazy quirk inspired to you go off with the old-booze-smelling-20-something-guy.

I was praying for you - that you would get home safe and that your boss would be understanding. Glad to hear that he was. You are one blessed child Eliza. Think of all that God has worked out for you and how well He protects you. When you get to heaven, maybe you'll get to see how many times He saved you from danger. I'm always curious about that.

I have a story that's too long to write here, but I just want you to know, I was back-reading your blogs, and I get your dry spell. I understand the death thing, even though it's only recently I've been in a mind war with that. I NEVER thought about death in all of my years. I've always focused on life. And that's how it should be, but there are always valleys and shadowy places to walk through in our relationship with God.
He's shown me that I need to know how to trust Him in the dark the way I do in the light. It's scary. I can't see Him. Sometimes, all these other voices are louder than His, and sometimes I doubt whether I really know which voice is His. But I know. The still small one. The one that brings peace and drives out fear. That's Him, Liza. When I finally get that moment of utter calm, I know I've heard Him. Trust that. It's not you. It's Him. You're not in a battle. You are under grace. Nothing you can do can make you any more or less safe. You're just safe because you are. The last battle was fought and it's finished and when I get that, the strength, the power, the might of Almighty, well He does it. I can't make myself get it. I can't think my way into it. I just trust. In the dark. Fearing death. With a million irrational thoughts rushing through my head. Terrified and feeling sick. (Shocking as it is - I really DO know what you're talking about!) I finally just have to give up and say, "In all of this, I trust You. You can have me."

Love you,
MJ

Friday, January 06, 2006 10:39:00 PM  

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