Fall Break Run-Down

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Just to provide the proof I know my readers want, I include the picture. You may notice that it is quite similar to a previous post's location, and you would be noticing correctly because it is the exact same place. Call me a creature of habit.
Fall break was this past weekend here at OC. It was fantastic! I did post a blog during the break, but it was small and I feel as though so much has happened since my latest post.
I will give you a run down of my days.
Wednesday:
I went to class, took one of the hardest tests I will ever take in my Western Thought and Expression class then booked it to Fayetteville where I spent the night.

This is the people I spent some time with. They are great. Courtney and Shane are the ones in a staring contest. Courtney probably won.

Thursday:
I left Fay-Town and headed back to the motherland. I arrived by about 7:00 pm and enjoyed an evening of friends and Grey's Anatomy. Upon arriving in Jonesboro, I rolled my windows down and yelled, "this is my town!!!" at the top of my lungs to inform any suspicious residents of  whose ownership the town is actually under.

Friday:
I woke up late, brought my brother lunch and hung out with some really great friends at Arkansas State University where I ate in their cafeteria and mooched off of their resources (See previous post). I then caught up with some old friends and had dinner with my pops and his lady. After dinner I attended my high schools football game to watch the 7th loose of the season. My good friend Shane and I had quite the date that night, and by that I mean he went with me to the game and then we got some food.

This is not Shane and I on our date, but in Courtney Hill's dorm room. I included this to get a mental image of us together. Cutest Couple 2010.
Saturday:
Had a pancake breakfast with family and then had lunch with my mother. A lot of food was consumed on this day. I then attempted to study for my research paper, but did not prove to be very productive. Later that evening I went to "Pumpkin Hollow" in Piggot, Arkansas with some really great friends. The town is a lot like the name sounds. I think the armpit of our society comes out to get their Halloween fright. I spent $25.00 to be "scared." The lines were long and although we arrived about 9:30pm we didn't leave until about 1:00am. On my way back to Jonesboro I was pulled over by a state trooper. It turns out I was crossing the center line and weaving back and forth. The cop asked me if I had been drinking, and I had not been, but I told him that we had just been to a haunted house therefore we could have been a bit intoxicated with fear. He made me get out of my car and take a sobriety test. I had some trouble standing still and following his finger with my eyes, but after being allowed to take the breathalyzer test my sobriety was proven. My proof of insurance was expired though, so he got me on that.

Sunday:
I attended city church, ate lunch with my dad, got coffee with friends, shopped, and saw a movie.

Monday:
I left early that morning instead of Sunday afternoon so I could stay an extra night. I departed about 5:45 am in order to make it back for my classes. I had only planned on missing Chemistry, but about three hours from school my tire blew out. I pulled over on I-40 and then began to try and put on my spare. I fully intended to do this quickly and then drive the rest of the way on my little donut tire, but then I read the label that said not to exceed 50mph on the tire. I then decided getting back for class did not look in my favor, so I looked up a tire repair place close by and there was one just up the road. I then got to work attempting to put the spare on, and I got pretty close to getting it off, but could not get some of the bolts to budge. So there I was, trying my best on the side of the interstate to change my tire, as giant trucks were sucking me into their force field as they drove by and so I just started crying and exploring other options. The next thing I know, an older man pulled over to help and got the bolts off my tire with ease. He was so great. I was then able to drive my car to the tire place I found on my phone.

(said tire place)

(the wonderful man who works at the sketchy tire place)
 It was a bit sketch, complete with old tires, tattooed men, and full grown pit bulls, but the guy who changed my tire didn't charge me to put it on and completed the job in a matter of minutes.
I wrote all of that to say how great God is. Although my blog has been primarily nonsense thus far, I do want to stop and admire the glorious power of the Lord. I wanted to leave Sunday, but for some reason I felt I needed to wait. What if I had left Sunday? I would have had a flat tire in the middle of the night, and no place would have been open to help me. Also my mom had just given me some cash, and without that money I would not have been able to purchase the tire. The man who stopped to help me with the changing of my tire was wonderful, and the guy at the tire place did everything he could to make sure I would be ok. I was so overwhelmed after the incident I just cried most of the way back to school. God had control of the situation the entire time.
Anyhow, just wanted to let the world (and by world I mean my small group of readers) about my eventful fall break.
Deuces are wild! (a phrase coined by Brittany Roe)
K. Jack