While I was gone.

Did i get lost while i was gone./
I traveled space for much to long/

Wow, what a weekend it has been. Probably the most fucked up weekend i have had this year.

It consisted of a really good night, an aweful day, and a day that consisted of.."woa. what just happened."

its crazy how fast everything went from, wow, how beautiful, this is awesome to. oh shit, oh shit, oh shit..

Friday night, like i said was great. Was with friends, just having a good time. laughin, enjoying life.. and excited for the next day, because we were going snowboarding. Woke up the next morning, just eager to go... met up with the guys for breakfast, and went on our way. It really seemed that nothing could bring us down from the cloud of adrenalin we were riding.

ah how we were wrong.

Its not like we could have in any way prevented what happened on saturday, it was a freak accident. but that doesn't mean i CANT wish it didn't happen.

we were about 10+ runs into the day, so done gettin the feel for the snow.. when a couple of my friends decided to go a little crazier and try some jumps. when it happened. one of my buddies went off a tire obstical, really fast, slanted..when he jumped his back edge clipped a tread causing him to go flat on his back 12ft in the air. he completely cleared the landing zone and landed hard. on cement like snow. i remember three things after the fall. Yelling oh shit like a girl, looking at one of my other friends...and going. while my other friends unstrapped and stayed by his side, me and one of my buddies went to get the ski patrol.

thats when everything just seemed out of our hands. Us as friends wanted to help so bad, and all we could do was sit outside the ski patrol lodge for an hour while they prepped him for the ambulance.

We sat there, while the haunting screams of a friend plauged our ears. Images of him cruising off the jump in a wierd contorted manor were just as common.

It turns out he completely snapped his humerous. the only reason it wasn't compound was because the tough son of a bitch lifted weights often and his muscle stopped the bone. His shoulder was fine too, which was an original worry.

after getting out of the hospital 3 or so hours later, i drove him home. during the 2 or so hour drive, i couldnt help feeling so sorry for the kid. but then i thought, you know what? i am glad it was us who were there for him. Just think if it would have been some selfish son of a bitch type friend he was snowboarding with, and they just got the ski patrol and kept boarding. what happens if he would have been alone?

and it was there when i recieved a good deal of comfort. Knowing the type of friends I have, and knowing that they would be there for me in a situation where i need them most. And it isn't just the friends that live close either. I have been blessed with so many great people in my life. People who really would go out of there way.. just for me.

I guess this weekend was not only a fucked up one, but a major eye opener.

While i was gone... a lot happened.
Did i get lost in it all? yeah, but i came out with so much more..

i guess this really doesn't have too much a point to it. just a story,

i guess it was what was goin through my mind.