Literature Network Forums - Blogs - Whatever by Weisinheimer https://www.online-literature.com/forums/blog.php?29048-Whatever The largest classic literature discussion forum on the Internet. Read Write Teach Share. en Fri, 05 Jun 2026 10:16:55 GMT vBulletin 10 https://www.online-literature.com/forums/images/misc/rss.jpg Literature Network Forums - Blogs - Whatever by Weisinheimer https://www.online-literature.com/forums/blog.php?29048-Whatever When life takes a turn for the worst https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?6853-When-life-takes-a-turn-for-the-worst Sat, 22 Nov 2008 23:06:37 GMT The last week or so has been rather nightmarish. One thing after another. Now I'm bracing myself for the next horrible thing to happen.
Last Thursday I was in my first car accident. I was driving on the highway in the pouring rain. I don't remember how fast I was going, definitely no faster than 65, probably more like 55 or 60. Whatever it was, it was too fast. I hydroplaned and swerved onto the median and hit the guardrail head-on. My brother was with me. After awhile, ambulances and firetrucks and cops show up. They ask me if I was in any pain. I told them my back hurt. So they put me on a board and took me to the hospital. As the EMT's were pulling me out of the car, the cop was interrogating me about how fast I was driving and where I was going etc etc. (I ended up getting a ticket for $130 :( ) We were out in the middle of nowhere, so it was almost an hour before we got to the hospital. Then I was in the ER for another couple of hours before someone could look at me and tell me I was ok (which I already knew) All this time I was strapped to the board. Later, that day we found out that the car was totaled. Oh and we don't have insurance.
Then the next day things get even better. I work as a home health aide. Well, I used to. Friday morning I found out that my patient died. I didn't really know her that well, because she's been unable to talk since I've known her, but still I had developed an affection for her. I'll miss her. And I'll miss working with her family. So now I'm very sad as well as unemployed.
Then a few days later, I drove to the library. It was dark and I was driving my grandfather's huge old pick-up (on account of having totaled the car I usually drive). I guess I didn't realize just how big that truck is; I sideswiped a brand-new Camry as I was trying to park the monster. Put a huge dent in the door. I considered leaving, but I decided to do the right thing. So now I have Camry Guy calling me everyday.
So there you have it. That was my week. I know that eventually I'll get a job and pay for the new car and get Camry Guy off my back. Things will be ok...sometime. ]]> Weisinheimer https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?6853-When-life-takes-a-turn-for-the-worst <![CDATA[Weisinheimer's Blog]]> https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?5841-Weisinheimer-s-Blog Fri, 04 Jul 2008 19:40:56 GMT A bit ago I mentioned in the "How are you feeling today" thread that my Grandma was recently diagnosed with cancer.
She died yesterday morning.

It was a huge shock. I mean, we just found out two weeks ago that she had cancer. She was in the hospital, but then she was released last week. The doctors had given a few months to a year. We knew it was serious but... no one was expecting this. This is the first first time anyone close to me has died. All the funerals I've ever been to had been for distant relatives, or friends of friends. So this is a totally new experience for me. It's really weird. I'm bawling as I type this, and I'm really glad about that. I really haven't cried much till now. I guess I'm still in shock. It's hard to believe that she's actually gone.

I was really close to her. She lived only ten minutes away. She was a really amazing person. So generous and kind. She was always dropping by with stuff she'd found at various sales that she thought would be useful for us. She'd give us rides to places. I have piles of newspapers articles she clipped for me that she thought would particularly interesting to me. She taught me how to sew. She mended all of our clothes for us. She was really an easy person to talk to. I could tell her about anything and everything. She was a very optimistic person. I always felt better about things after talking to her about it. And she laughed at all my jokes.
Here's to you Grandma. I love you.


She loved purple flowers.


She loved blowing bubbles, too. :)


This is the best picture I have of her on this computer.

This is one of those times when I really wish I could write well. I wish I could write something beautiful to express how I feel right now, instead of these jumbled ramblings. But this is all I got. I had to write something. ]]> Weisinheimer https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?5841-Weisinheimer-s-Blog <![CDATA[Weisinheimer's Blog]]> https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?714-Weisinheimer-s-Blog Fri, 04 May 2007 04:24:39 GMT Many things happen so gradually that you don't notice them happening until it's over. You know, like kids growing up and stuff, you don't notice it until bam! the kid is taller than you are.
Well, it was like that with my relationship with my brother, Dan. We were "best friends". We'd tell each other everything, do almost everything together. It was great. Sometimes, we'd stay up til, 2 or 3 in the morning, just talking. Whenever I had to do something I didn't want to, I could usually get him to come along and we could make anything fun.
Then, somehow, it changed. And we weren't as close anymore. We weren't really friends anymore. We were always mad at each other, and we didn't talk much. I don't when, why, or how it started. One day, last year I think, I just realized, hey, it's not like it was. I didn't know how long it had been like that. I mentioned it to him and he said "yeah". So things went on.
Then, this week, Dan and I were outside on the deck, eating ice cream and talking, like we always do. We talked about everything and nothing, whatever. It was fun. I love hanging with Dan. Then I realized, hey, we're cool again! Nice! How long have we been like this? I don't know.
This probably sounds really juvenile. Maybe it is. Oh well, so I'm juvenile. I'm just glad we're close again. It's great having an amazing friend living in the same house as you. ]]> Weisinheimer https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?714-Weisinheimer-s-Blog <![CDATA[Weisinheimer's Blog]]> https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?525-Weisinheimer-s-Blog Wed, 21 Mar 2007 02:31:13 GMT
"I do not understand what I do.
For what I want to do, I do not do, but what I hate, I do.
For what I do is not the good I want to do;
no, the evil I do not want to do --this I keep on doing."
~Romans 7:15,19
These verses pretty much sum up my current state.:( I keep doing things I don't want to do. Not really evil things, just things that are stupid, immature, a waste of time. Things that don't really fit in with my ideals. And I procrastinate like crazy with the things that I want to do.
I find I don't really like myself. I don't approve of my lifestyle. If I was someone else and I met myself, I probably wouldn't want to hang out with me. Is this normal? I have such lofty and noble ideals, dreams, goals, principles. Why can I not live up to them? Every night I think, "tomorrow will be different." But it never is.:bawling: ]]> Weisinheimer https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?525-Weisinheimer-s-Blog <![CDATA[Weisinheimer's Blog]]> https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?499-Weisinheimer-s-Blog Sat, 17 Mar 2007 03:35:30 GMT I babysat my cousins today.:) They are so cute! I especially like hanging out with the 18 month old. He makes the coolest noises. he growls, does... I babysat my cousins today.:) They are so cute! I especially like hanging out with the 18 month old. He makes the coolest noises. he growls, does this gurgling throat thing, and he whistles. Isn't that amazing? How many babies can whistle? I can barely whistle. And there is nothing like sitting in a rocking chair with a sleeping baby in your arms. So yeah, I like cute kids (when they aren't whining;)). ]]> Weisinheimer https://www.online-literature.com/forums/entry.php?499-Weisinheimer-s-Blog