Homes, Explosions, and Other Abnormalities

Alright second blog post. Lets get started.

So, as I mentioned last time, I had some homework to do. I had to write an essay in English. We had to write a descriptive essay about someone, something, or some place. I chose a place that changed my life. And it didn't just change my life. I know many lives were changed at this home to joy and happiness. Anyways, here is the essay that I wrote.

The Home Away From Home

When a group of friends hang out a lot, they usually have one spot where they hang out almost all the time. For example, if you've ever watched That 70's show, they're always hanging out in Eric's basement. I had a place just like that— the den of Kennedy's household; the happiest place on earth for me.

I have been going to that den since 8th grade. I first went there when my friends Sean Kennedy and Conner Wesselman and I realized we had to work on a presentation outside of class. When I first went to their house, I never hung out with a lot of kids outside of school. So I wasn't sure what to expect. As I first entered their house, I noticed the many pictures of their family. I noticed a half finished puzzle in the living room and tons of food in the kitchen (which I would soon come to love). Then I walked down the stairs to the den. I was amazed with what I saw: couches, tvs, snacks, video games, and everything a nerd like me could ask. Needless to say, we pretty much got no work done on the project. We just hung out down there playing video games and listening to music.

I started hanging out there all the time. I would spend at least 5-6 hours a week there, and that was just because I could only go when my parents could give me a ride, or my bike didn't have flats. However, as the years passed, I would hang out there more and more. When I got my license, I drove down to that house multiple times a week. It was awesome.

Slowly, the house started to evolve too. Eventually, they got Tivo, new gaming systems, new games, laptops, and wi fi. Seeing as I was a huge nerd, I couldn't imagine a better haven.  This house had everything I wanted. I especially loved it because my house had nothing like this. My parents were more into nature and travel, while Sean's family preferred technology and modern stuff. It sometimes felt like more of a home than my own home, and I always had to something to do there.

The other thing I loved about it was the food. They always had snacks and drinks that I could have whenever I wanted. Unfortunately, I ate a lot of their food, and I mean a lot. It got to the point where they had to start putting restrictions on how much I ate there. In retrospect, I probably ate about few thousand dollars of their food, but they still loved me. I was the happy little friend of the family.

In my junior year of high school, my visits to their house almost became a regular thing. I would for sure visit every Monday because our group of friends had a tradition called Taco Bell Monday, where we would go to Taco Bell on Monday. And he lived the closest to a Taco Bell, so we'd meet, hang out at his house for a little bit, go to Taco Bell, then return to his house, and hang out for the entire afternoon at least. It was a happy time.

This last summer, I hung out there almost every day. Occasionally we'd go to my house or someone else's house, but it was almost always Sean's house that we went to. I knew I had to cherish my time there because I was leaving for college soon and I wouldn't see much of it anymore, so we hung out whenever we could at that house. Most days, we would just play video games, watch television, and surf the internet. Just doing all the stuff a regular nerd would. It may seem simple and stupid to most people, but it was probably the best summer of my life thus far, because hanging out with my friends like that was the most fun thing I can imagine doing, and we always had a great time.

Now that I'm at college, I miss that house an awful lot. I hope to return there soon, because that place is like home to me, and yes, like most college freshman, I am homesick.

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 So that was fun to write. The essay isn't due till Thursday so if you see any ways to improve it, have any comments, or just want to tell me how (awesome/dull/average) it is, just leave a comment.

Anyways, last couple days have been pretty dull. Nothing super exciting has happened. I had soda blow up in my face yesterday, and not like you would expect it to. I was at one of those nozzle dispensers and I grabbed a cup, placed it under the dr pepper, and pressed the button. As soon as I hit that button, the nozzle flies off the machine, and soda flies everywhere within a three foot radius. I am rather soaked in it. They guy standing next to me just looks in shock... needless to say, after I cleaned up (and didn't tell anyone working there what happened. Sucks to be you, guy who got dr pepper right after me.) I got pepsi. It was a good choice in the end.

So that's the most exciting thing that happened to me so far this week. Btw, counted the alrights again of my bio teacher. 240 today. but he ended the lecture about 7 minutes early. So this might be slightly off. And looking forward to the premiere of glee tomorrow. Probably the best part of my week. So I don't know when my next post will be, but I'll probably have one by the end of the week.

oh yes, one last note. A shoutout to my friend Matt Bird. He is a pretty funny guy who goes to BYU (aka mormonville). He has a blog that's about as humorous as mine. So check it out at collegetheblog.blogspot.com.

So, until next time, from the still freezing basement of Turner,
Tim Davis