Car Wrecks, Realizations, and A tip

It always seems like I wait a little over a month to update my blog....i don't know why I wait so long. It must be because my life is a little boring compared to just about everyone. Oh well. So I am super-psyched! Before I tell you why I am so excited I should give an update.

So about 2 days before I am supposed to go back to Omaha (college) a lady wrecks my car. Long story sort...she was at fault...we were not sure if her insurance would cover my car...the driver-side door was totally dented in...everything else with the car was ok...thank God that nobody in the car was hurt. So it has taken her insurance company (which is based in LA) over a month to finally decide to total my car and decide how much we will get for the car. In the long run...im actually making money. We found a door for $50. Plus my dad has some friends to fix it pretty cheap. I am also going to get some work done on the car as well as new tires! I may have enough money left over to buy a compound bow!!!!!

So that is a semi-important update. So I haven't had a car for a long time...i still don't have one actually. Anywho I came home this weekend with Mo. Yesterday I went with my dad, grandpa, and Lucas, to watch my sister dive at Hastings. She didn't do too well. She was really mad at herself. After getting back into town I went over to my best friends house to stay the night. He fell asleep right away. (it can take me a LONG time to finally fall asleep) So while I'm laying there I think about how I wish I could be back on the swim team and all the good memories from swimming. I think about how competitive some people are when it comes to not only swimming but football, basketball, soccer, like every sport. I also thought about how a friend told me I was an extremely slow swimmer, it didn't matter if I had more resistance or not. I thought about all of these things and I realized something...I was never competitive as a swimmer. I just loved being in the water and having some form of comradery. Lately I have been thinking about training and participating in a triathalon. The more I think about it...i really want to do it. Not to be better, faster, or stronger than another person. I want to do it for myself. I would love 2 do a triathalon with a team (comradery), but I need to find other people who would want to take part in the event. As these thoughts began to formulate in my mind I realized that my passion lies not in being better than someone else, but in doing something to help others. I am enrolled in a social work class this semester. We had to read an article titled "Poverty Economics." It opened my eyes to the harsh world of poverty and how hard it can be to escape it. While reading the article I found myself to be impassioned to do something. I'm not sure what I could do, but I want to do something.

So here is why i am psyched: I realized that I may never win a race of any kind because my passion does not lie in a medal, it lies people. I was so happy to have come to this realization about myself. I actually smiled in bed as I thought about this.

That is all that is currently going on in my life. I hope that if any readers are out there...really do some self-inspection. Think about the things that really matter. If you do...you may come to a realization like I did. TTYL