I just watched someone get in their car, knowing that they had too much to drink, drive off down the road. They were swerving - not heavily, but they definitely weren't driving in a straight line.
Tsawwassen to Ladner is way too far of a distance to drive when you're drunk. Any distance is.
I tried to stop her. I got out of bed to drive her home at 1:30am. Mom had a party, and everyone had a few too many (minus me, I was upstairs).
So what was I supposed to do in that situation? I couldn't do any more than I could. And I certainly wasn't going to wrestle her out of the car. If she had't been in her car already I wouldn't have let her have the keys. But when I got downstairs she was already starting to drive away.
I can't stop thinking that if she was to get into an accident, it would be my fault. There must have been some way to stop her. But I don't think I could have done any more short of opening up the door and forcing her out. But as the only sober one in the house, I feel like I am responsible.
I think the solution is to take everyone's keys beforehand, and only give them back to people who are sober. If they're not, they don't get their keys back. They get a ride or take a taxi. There's got to be some kind of a plan in place.
People die driving drunk. And it's their decision to do it. I don't understand where the severe lack of judgement comes from. Why do people do it?
More importantly, how can we protect our friends from doing it?
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Wow my blog is boring.
Maybe my blog is boring because I am? Nah, surely not...
I must admit that blogger is getting a little tiring. I'm waiting for some kind of inspiration. Any kind. But nothing's really coming.
I think it's got something to do with everything changing. So much is happening I can barely keep up. And coming on here and complaining, while logical, is really just kind of pathetic.
School courses have been chosen, and the countdown to moving and Las Vegas has commenced. I can't believe how quickly everything is coming up - I don't know how the days go by so quickly. My neighbour continually blares loud East Indian music late at night, and I think I'm coming down with a cold. I've got a crush on someone who has a girlfriend and I've been hoping so far for four months that they'll break up. Or has it been five? I'm not sure anymore.
So there you go, that's the update.
Maybe I'll be inspired when things begin to change.
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I'm not used to going up and down the way I have been in the last few days.
For starters, dad has told mom that he doesn't think that we should move. Now he's saying that we should wait until the next election (which makes a lot more sense). This, of course, is exactly opposite to the position he held just a few months ago.
You would think I'd be happy to hear we're not going to move, but I'm really not. It took me months to get to the spot where I had accepted it and was actually looking forward to it. Now, to have it all changed suddenly, throws everything for a loop.
I thought I had some kind of direction, I thought I had a grasp on where my life was going. I thought that a year ago as well, when I found out that my parents were thinking of moving. This is big. It may change not only where I will live, but which school I will go to. I felt led to a certain group of people and a certain place, and now I'm just not so sure anymore.
Not only that, it gives me a choice now, which makes it a lot more difficult. Do I still move, even though I'm no longer being forced? I want to move, there's no doubt about that. Moving now would allow me to take smaller steps, so that I can get used to it and go back and forth between houses.
My potential roommate has also bailed, leaving me looking for a one bedroom suite instead of a two. It was an almost sure thing, and then she talked to her parents - they don't want her to move. So they pointed out all and any kind of flaws that they could think of, and suddenly she wasn't so sure anymore. It's no surprise that she's decided not to.
So everything that was at one time coming together has fallen apart. It's amazing how life can turn around so quickly. I'm trying to figure out what God is trying to teach me through this, but I can't see it. I feel like this is something that is being done to me. I feel like my feelings are being played with by various people, and that those involved are being selfish and not thinking of who their decisions affect.
I don't understand why things just can't go well for me. Why everything has to be a struggle. I'm confused and I'm tired, and overall just sick of everything.
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