Live Long and Prosper

I send my Parents and siblings links to things that I find interesting or funny, or even just useful. (Such as a site that said when all of my university holidays are). I recently sent a link to a Danish Movie Trailer that would likely come out in english sometime soon, that I thought that the fam-jam would get a kick out of, even though it seems a bit like most of the humour is like kicks to the balls, stupid puns (the best kind :D), and general animated humour.

I figured, hey, I’m probably going to get a reply or two along the lines of “Hah, looks funny, don’t you love Vikings?”

I get an e-mail from my mom saying “will look at it later.  Long day .. .  had one of my DECA students commit suicide last night”

O_O

Had a bit of a flashback, of about 2 weeks ago when I received an e-mail asking what my favourite colour was. Why? Because Mom wants to know what colour flower to add to one of the bouquets for grandma’s memorial.

O_O Grandma’s dead? This is a horrible way to tell me! What the Hell?!?

Mom then tells me that no, they just want to be prepared, since Grandma wasn’t eating, and apparently one of the last staged of Alzheimer’s is to forget how to swallow. False alarm though, as she just didn’t like the food and was stuffing it in her cheeks instead of swallowing or TELLING the nurses that she didn’t like it.

I got the full story about it today over the phone, after making sure that it wasn’t a close-close student…  I know it sounds bad, but yeah, my first response was to ask if she knew him well, and THEN to say sorry to hear it.

He was 16 years old, had a 94% average last year, was part of a band, and about 2-3 hours after he left his friends after working on making some new songs, he hung himself.

Did it after school, but before his mom got home.

His mom came home to find that her son had hung himself.

I can’t imagine doing that to my parents, and am, in fact, tearing up right now at the thought.

Definitely crying. Great.

Earlier today I got a text from my sister saying how bad the traffic was, and in the same conversation with my mom I found out that some guy decided that he would make his suicide very public. He was speeding on the highway, and caused a lot of accidents, causing an unknown number of injuries and deaths. It was along the QEW. This is what I heard from my mom.

You know those concrete sound barriers on either side of the highway? He rammed through one of those, and caused the line to fall onto the highway, again injuring and possibly killing a number of drivers. When he went through it, his car landed on another car on the other side. He is currently at the hospital, facing severe head trauma.

More information HERE, HERE, and HERE.

It closed down that part of the highway, and slowed down traffic all from about 1:15ish to about 8pm.

I don’t understand the appeal of dying. Yes, the point of life is eventual death, but the point of death is to make you appreciate life so much more. And Suicide is ridiculous.

IF, and I say IF, I were to ever decide that it’s all too much, that I have no more reason to live, that I figure that my life is pointless, all of my family would have to be dead, all of my friends would have to be dead, I would have to have absolutely nothing to my name, I would have to have been beaten and raped, I would have had to be relying on a machine to live, and I would have to have experienced some kind of severe head trauma to make me lose any intelligence I have. THAT is what it would take for me to decide that it was worth it for me to kill myself.

The thought of ANYONE I know dying makes me want to cry again, and I can’t imagine how bad it would be to actually lose someone I love because they took their own life, and I don;t think I’m assuming too much to think that my family and friends would be a bit more than upset if I died.

Your life, and the life of the people around you are worth too much for Suicide to be anything but stupid.

My mom’s DECA student was 16, and there’s no way he had nearly enough teenage angst to justify doing that to his mom.

The driver (who is also 16), had no right to risk other people’s lives to off himself any more than he had the right to put his own family through his death.

My heart goes out to the families of those who died at others or their own hands, and I can honestly say that I never want to think about one of my family members committing suicide (for those who care, that just made me start crying again :|). Never ever ever never EVER.

I don’t care if you don’t like Star Trek, there’s a number of good messages in it. one particularly reaches out to me.

Stop killing already.

Live long and Prosper.

Spock: Live long and Prosper my friend… Do It.

NEARLY HIT HIM!

Okay, i pretty much JUST posted something today, but I figured that I’d better mentio this before my freak-out feeling goes away.

I’m taking a driving course, and have already done the inclass portion, but am now doing the in-car lessons… well, I was GOING to go on a walk with Lexy, you know, bring Gwynn (aussie-shepherd poodle mix that is my profile pic thingy) on a good hourish long walk for a cople of blocks, but because of the scheduled time of my lesson, I couldn’t. Well, we (the driving instructr and I) drove around the neighborhood, doing turns, pulling up to curbs, generally screwing up with the hand-over-hand method for a little more than half the time, when up ahead I noticed a very familiar pooch bouncing/playing and wrestling with a not-as-fluffy black dog, along with my almost-twin (+6 years) sister {Lexy}, and  my other older sister, Emma.

On a side note, I went upstairs to ask her what she wanted her code name to be, since it seemed kind of rediculous (and kinda mean) to call her my ‘other sister’ all the time, when I call Lexy Lexy. So I asked her, and she responded with Smith002, HER ffn.net penname, but I convinced her out of it… Sounded a bit too Star Wars…. “These are not the droids you’re looking for… Come along Lexy, Smith002, we have some super bit of machinery to blow up, mwahahaha”… So i talked to her for a bit, and we decided through debate to call her Emma, or Emmy for code.

Ayway, I saw them on the side of the road, Gwynn bouncing around and acting all playful, and generally making me more and more parainoid that he’d jump in front of the car ANY MINUTE NOW as I got closer, and seriously! I nearly hit him!

I mean, what kind of a situation is that??? Lexy would never have forgiven me if I had REALLY run him over, and I’m oretty sure that even if I didn’t end up killing the poor boy, it would be little reconciliation to say “well, he’s not dead… have fun with the vet bills!”

Also, what a way to put someone off even getting NEAR a car! second in-car official driving lesson, and I HIT MY DOG. I mean, FUDGE! Freaked me out!!!

Lexy has told me taht I am freaking out too much, and I realise it’s a bit rediculous, but what if I HAD hit him?

She is now reminding me that, by ‘almost hit the dog’ I actually mean ‘drove on the same street’, I must point out that there was a parked car on the one side, so I was like, a whole car door away from hitting them!

Of course, now that I actually think about it, I probably would have stopped it, and it wasn’t likely that the driving instructor would have opened her door to hit anyone (what a way to lose your job, eh?), and I’m mainly freaking out about the possibility more than the reality…

But yeah, driving instructions were pretty fun, even if I have found a new hatred for people walking their pets–or even walking on their own or even worse, in GROUPS–when I am on the road. I can understand the people walking their pets, but I have to encourage anyone who is reading this to keep your animal OFF the road. Drivers are not always able to avoid hitting animals when they dart in front of the car, as shown by any number of roadkill that you can see on highways, freeways, as well as regular streets.

J-walkers are stupid, the people who walk on the road next to the sidewalk are dumbbums (how much swearing is allowed on here?), the people who walk on the road in the middle of a lane are suicidal (very much like squirrels), the people who walk when the red hand is up are spiteful, rebellious morons without a cause, people with strollers, ON THE ROAD (IT’S A BABY YOU MORON! DO YOU WANT ME TO BE A POTENTIAL BABY-KILLER??), and, especially now that there is no longer snow on the ground for longer than a few minutes (what’s up with that fellow canadians? I’m getting snow in April! What’s with that?), bikers who ride on the WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD!

I didn’t notice them before I started driving, but when you’re trying to turn a corner and a cyclist swerves around your car, it’s really freaking scary! I wasn’t even the one who was driving the last three times.

So yeah, anyone else have freakouts on pedestrians? any other pet-peeves?

Oh, and I realize that I sound like a bit of a spaz right now, but driving in my neighborhood is a bit of a minefield for a new driver in any car, let alone a borrowed one. There are death hedges that block your sight, stupid telephone poles, more gigantic hedges, trees, parked cars, more than just a dozen of stray cats (P.S Cult of Otis people, i’m trying to help but they’re quick!), and morons on the road.

Fun times, huh?