Life is an adventure

There are times in our lives when everything seems to fall into place: like this past extended weekend when my family not only met, but also enjoyed the company of my girlfriend back home. Then there are times when life likes to make you jump and there's two ways to look at it: is it part of the adventure or is it a horrible distraction? Tonight's events I like to think of as an adventure with one I hold dear. I had been driving back to school for about 4 and 1/2 hours when all of a sudden all the car lights went off except for one that said "oil" and the one around the car battery...then I was not able to speed up either, so I carefully maneuvered the vehicle into a side ditch, in the middle of nowhere, to figure out the problem. While we were trying to figure out who to call, we encountered three things. First the guy who lived across the street from where we were came over and asked if we were okay, then a cop pulled over and asked if we were okay and what had happened, then he questioned why I, someone from PA, was traveling in OH so late at night. These two guys did not do much to help us, but the fact that they showed they cared meant a lot to my interpersonal, connected personality. Then as we waited for a tow truck, two cops pulled someone over in front of us and we were pretty sure that it was a drug bust. Three run ins with people on this road: two good and one worrisome, very much like life. At this point we locked ourselves in the car and started waiting for the tow and calling for rides all the while discussing as pacifists how we wished we had guns with us for protection. Once the calling began, I felt it would be a great idea to call my friend Dick, and ask for a ride since we had helped him when he broke down. He told me he could come get us, but wasn't familiar with the area so we should call someone else, even though we were only half an hour away from school. This showed me that there will be people who as much as I invest in their lives, they will not be reliable in my own life. This is not what I would desire, but it is what it is. Then I called several people and finally called one of my apartment mates who was willing to come and pick us up. It was a blessing to know which friends have manners and who I can rely on and it was a very eventful way to end my fall break. This is what I get for wishing that my life had more experiences for stories.