When one of my friends got pulled over with weed!

I wasn't with my friend at the time because I don't do that kinda stuff because I don't smoke weed of course. My friend got pulled over one night because he had a headlight out and of course he was smoking weed at the time. I don't know the entire story but i'll do my best to tell it straight. Well the cop pulled him over and he could smell the weed mixed in with the cigarette smoke and he didn't say anything at first about that. The cop asked him for his liscence and registration and my friend opened up the glove compartment to get it out. When he opened the glove box a pipe fell out and my friend hoped that the cop didn't see it fall out of there. He gave the cop his liscence and registration and then the cop looked at the documents and said, "By the way could I see that pipe you have too?" And my friend got extremely nervous because they caught him now with an illegal substance. The cop looked at the pipe and smelled inside of it and could definitely tell there was marijuana residue in it. The cop then told him and the three people he was with to get out of the car and he searched the car. The cop found another pipe and two bongs along with two CO2 guns. My friend was in deep shit and he knew it. The cop gave him a ticket and arrested him and took him to jail where he had to wait for a couple hours for his mom to come and bail him out. He now goes to a place for druggies and for people who want to quit certain types of drugs. The court ordered him to go there.

New Car

I just got a 1991 chevy corsica about three days ago and it runs fine and everything. I bought it for 700 dollars and i still haven't gotten insurance or plates yet. I really need to do that before I get pulled over without any insurancew. I know that if I do get pulled over then I will have a pretty hefty fine to pay if the police officer finds out that I have no insurance. I've already gotten pulled over once but it wasn't because I did anything wrong. Yesterday I was driving around during lunch and I was smoking a cigarette and one of my friends were too. We pulled up at the stoplight on 42nd street and a cop was sitting there and he watched my friend take a puff off his cig. The cop followed us until we got to lovely lane were I parked and he parked behind me and told my friend to get out of the car. He asked how old he was and my friend told him he was only 17. When a situation l;ike this occurs you just know that your friend is f**ked. I thought he was going to give my friend a smoking ticket because he was really mad at him. It turned out that the cop just told my friend to find some other place to go smoke and didn't do anything at all. My friend got off lucky...REAL lucky.

Growing Up

There is a time when every young person matures and gets a job and moves out of their parents house. For some people it's when they turn 18 or when they graduate college. I even have friends that moved out as soon as they graduated highschool, not even being 18 yet. Everyone has to move out and if you don't your life could get seriously messed up. There are those 30 years olds who are thirty and they still haven't moved out. My girlfriends uncle for example, he lives at my girlfriend's grandma's house (or his mom's house) and he has three kids. It's really a strain for all of them to live there because it's not a very big house. So what people need to do is move out as fast as they can or as fast as they can afford it. I am moving out in about two months from my house, though I wanted to move out as soon as I turned 18. I didn't have3 a job at the time so me moving out in December, when I turned 18, would have been impossible to afford it. I have a construction job lined up making 11 dollars as hour as soon as I graduate. My friend works there and he gets weekly checks of about 350 dollars so it seems like a really good job. I know that if I work there for about a month then I'll have enough money to get an apartment started on my own. I'll even have enough money to get a new car if I wanted to. There is a bachelor pad on edgewood road for 180 dollars a month and my friend is planning on moving in with me as soon as he turns 18 and that'll cut all of my costs in half.

Church

I used to go to church every single sunday and every single wednesday but lately I haven't gone to church in a long time. I used to go to United Methodist church in marion and it was an okay church. It was reaaallly boring everytime I went there but I just thought that it was normal for every church to be boring and for every church be typical like that. We moved out of Marion and moved to Hiawatha where I began attending church at New Begginnings Church. The first time I went there I thought it was going to be like every other church and I knew it'd be another boring, old pastor with another boring, old sermon. I found out that it wasn't like any other church i've ever been to. It was awesome. The youth pastors tried to make things as fun as possible and they did a really good job. Everytime I went to youth group they would have pizza or walking tacos or some other great food for everyone to eat. They would listen to GOOD music, not that boring gospel music. It was rock and even some really heavy christian music. I never thought that there would be a christian screamo band. Those two genres just don't seem like it would mix very well but I was wrong! The youth pastor there (Chris Richards) is a great guy. Everytime I came in it was like he actually wanted to know what was going on in my life and everyone else's life. Every other church I went to before that the pastors didn't really care about you, they just asked like how's it going and didn't really try to know you. That was a major change from what I was used to. Just having people I could count on changed the way I thought, my actions, and essentially my whole life and how I lived it. Going to that church opened my life up to new ideas and a better life. That church was going under because they were giving away too much money to people who needed it and they couldn't pay for the rent and salaries and my mom decided that she wanted to switch churches before they went under and she and my sister started going to New Covenant. I never went to this church and I stuck with New Begginnings. Then my mom randomly signed me up to go on this trip to Mexico with the church and she already paid for me so I decided I'd try it out and go on this trip for spring break. I was so glad I went. I met so many new people who were all kind and caring. I also met a girl and she was awesome. At first I thought she was just annoying because she just wouldn't leave me alone! Then I realized that she liked me and we started talking, about EVERYTHING. I have never talked to a girl or pretty much anyone in the kind of depth that we talked in. We talked for probably 4 hours one day and it was really crazy because I don't usually like meeting new people and when I do I'm always quiet and shy. I've kept in touch with her and she really seems like a good friend, one that I can count on.

My Trip to Mexico

My trip was EXTREMELY boring. Well not the whole thing but the ride there and the ride back. The first day we set out the bus ride was 23 hours long and we only stopped for food and bathroom breaks along with refilling the gas tank. In that 23 hours we only got to El Paso, Texas and we stayed at a church there. The church was pretty nice but what I liked was the huge mountain about 100 yrds away from the church. Me and about 8 other people decided that we wanted to climb the moutain and so we did. It was extremely exhausting and i had to stop and catch my breath about 5 times. There were also some parts that we had to climb where we couldn't just walk up it, we had to climb and sometimes we had to climb parts that were straight up and down, which I thought was AWESOME. I love rock climbing. I think it's the most fun I ever have when I rock climb. Well finally we got to the top and it was the most amazing view you can think of and you definitely had that feeling of accomplishment. After getting down from the moutain I was so tired that I just passed out on a pew in the chapel. In the morning we left the church and went on the road again and went to the Texas-Mexico border. We just passed right through and went to a church in Juarez, Mexico where we stayed for about 4 days. During those 4 days we built a house and originally the building of the house was supposed to take 4 days but we worked really hard and really fast and it only took us 3 days which is extremely fast for having 22 people. We built the house for a Mexican family in what would be considered the ghetto of that town. All of the materials came from an organization called Casas por Cristo and they also gave us a guy named Josh that would help us and tell us exactly how to build the house. Casas por Cristo builds about 700 houses a year for the homeless people in Mexico and they really provide a good service to the people who need it in Mexico. After we got done building the house I played soccer with about 10 other people that lived in the area, mostly younger kids. I had this great sense of accomplishment after we got done with the house and I felt like I did something, like i really helped this family out. I could see the tears in their eyes afterward when we were dedicating the house to the family. I really felt good for myself and it made the whole trip worth it. We then left Mexico but we got stopped and they searched the trailer that we were pulling behind us, just to make sure we weren't smuggling any Mexicans into the country. We also all had to show them our passports, just to make sure we were legal citizens of the United States. On the way back to Iowa we stopped at a really cool and interesting place called Carlsbad Caverns. It was really cool seeing all the rock formations and getting to basically hike 80 stories underground. There were many places where it looked like the light shown down through the caverns and I thought that it was real sunlight but when I asked a man working down there he told me that there is no sunlight whatsoever but the lights that they put in down there gave it the effect of sunlight shining in. I guess it makes sense because we were 80 stories underground. When we got back to Iowa there was a bunch of people waiting for us (about 30 or 40) and they all welcomed us back home.