Wednesday January 6th 2010

Blog 6

So today I checked back on my blog on my phone to find out what days I didn't post on the internet yet. When doing this I found out that I screwed up the days on the posts I had already did. WAY TO FAIL. Its really going to bug me until I fix it, and I'm not sure when that will be, because of the stupid no internet. Which by the way is taunting me now. It says that its connected but doesn't do anything on the internet. LAMEO

Anyways... on to today.

Woke up and took care of Grandpa. Then laid around all day doing nothing but playing different games like Zelda: Phantom Hourglass, the new Super Mario Brothers, and Nintendogs. Mom called me on one of her breaks and told me that she had a job for me to do. I thought that she meant that I needed to clean something or something. She told me that Tommy (her now exish boyfriend) needed me to take pictures of his motorcycle and his injuries from his recent crash. I said that I would do it and then she told me that his lawyer would be fed-exing me a check for $75 for the pictures.

I am getting paid to take pictures... FOR THE FIRST TIME!!!!!!!!

I mean... its not any kind of real photographer job or anything. The pictures don't even need to have any artistic qualities to them.

BUT STILL...

PAID

FOR PICTURES!!!!!!!!!


I then called some peoples and told them ^_^

Took a shower and found out that Mama C had forgot about something she needed to do at church. And that would mean we wouldn't have much time with Chas. So we tossed around a few ideas and decided that tomorrow would work out better. After texting Chas and finding out that it would be fine I left with Mom to go and take the pictures of the bike. Came back and did nothing but talk with Teresa about past Disneyland trips.

You know, thinking about it now... Its kinda sucky that the first time I will ever get paid for pictures will be for a motorcycle crash. I couldn't help but think of my Uncle Bob while taking the pictures of the dents in the bike. Thinking about how bad his bike must have looked... Tommys bike looked bad and all that happened was someone left turned in front of him. Uncle Bob ran into the side of a tow truck. Then I had to take pictures of Tommy leg and bruises. Seeing the pins that went through his whole foot reminded me of my uncle in the icu. When he was hooked up to everything and his leg was pinned. He just looked like he was sleeping laying there.

I really miss my uncle. I wish he could have been there for everything I have been through. That he could have seen he sing with Chamber for the first time with the candles. That he could have given me the advice I need from him about everything.

It hurts so bad.

I wish Tom could drive down and hold me.

I wish I could call Papa right now and ask him to be with me.

I wish I could call Mama and ask her to talk with me.

I don't want to be alone.

Did I do my goals?
Yes for all.