EXTERIOR APPEARANCE
Wednesday, February 13th, 2008
A good friend of mine from high school has been in and out of different rehab facilities for the better part of the last six and a half years. He has a serious prescription drug abuse problem, in addition to struggling with alcohol, marijuana and cocaine. It seems like every time he comes back from rehab he brings a worse drug problem back with him. The first time he went it was just for alcohol, marijuana and pills, but after he came back he had also developed a cocaine habit. I do not get how that is possible. It is really hard to see him in such poor condition, because he was such a happy go lucky kid. Now it has gotten to the point where one of my friends called me and said that he thinks we should kill our friend before he has a chance to kill himself. I know that he was not really serious, but it made me realize how badly people feel about the situation. It even got so bad as to the point that our friend overdosed somewhere in between New Orleans where he lived then and Lehigh where he was going to visit a friend. A maid found him unconscious in a motel room.
I know I switched on my home security system last night. I know it. I do it every single night. I can’t sleep if I don’t. I put a few thousand dollars into that home security system so I want to use it every night and not just to be safe. I don’t want to think that I’ve wasted any money. But when I came home from work today, I found my Nintendo missing. And it’s not one of those newer models with games that have all those fancy graphics and loud booming sounds. No, this is a Nintendo from back in the 80’s; The first kind. The original. What all my friends and I remember playing Super Mario Brothers on and not Super Mario World or Galaxy or Universe or whatever. I think it’s even worth more than my home security system. And now it’s gone. Nothing else was taken. Just that. Someone broke it and got through my home security system just for that. Unbelievable. I’m thinking it had to be one of my friends. They could pull off an inside job like this. They might even be able to guess my security code, which is “Save the princess.” They’d definitely want to get their hands on that beautiful old Nintendo. If they had one, I’d want to steal it.
“I would definitely recommend lasik eye surgery for you,” I told Nina. She looked horrified. “Surgery? You’ve got to be kidding!” No, I explained to her, if your doctor told you that your smoking is affecting your eyesight, you’re going to have to do something about that. But Nina looked like she never wanted to set foot in a hospital again. She told me the story of how she was in a car accident where she was the passenger. She was in the hospital in critical condition for three nights, and they were, according to Nina, the worst three nights she’d ever spent. For one thing, her roommate just would not stop blabbering. All day, all evening, and all night I tried to converse with her about this, that and the other. Not to mention all those nurses, doctors, and staff coming in and interrupting what little peace and quiet she had. The food was terrible; No, she insisted, I don’t want to be sent back to that lousy hospital again! “What if I told you that you would only have to be there for a few hours at the most?” I said. “My brother had this done to him and he was there for about two hours, including the registration.” “Really.” Nina looked like she just might consider it.
My mother has had diabetes since I was in middle school, and despite the fact that I exercise regularly and eat healthy, she is always worried that I am going to develop diabetes as well. Once in a while she will give me a blood glucose test that measures the glucose levels in my blood. Sometimes it will be a fasting test, and others she will do it after I have eaten a meal. They always come out normal, but she worries about me nonetheless. I guess that is something that comes with the job of being a mother. She has been like that my whole life. Always worrying about my brother and I much more than she has to. When I was growing up, if I did something bad I always told her first, because I knew she either would not tell my father, or at least she would not yell at me as much. If I ever did poorly in a class in college, or something happened that I would need to drop the class, she always understood. I think she was a very similar student when she was in college, so she sympathized with me. Sometimes she is too overprotective, but I still love her no matter what.
There are always accidents happening in the city of Seattle. Most of the accidents lead to people having either minor or major injuries. These accidents happen either at work, in stores, pretty much anywhere. When people do get into accidents and are really hurt and can’t afford the hospital bills or need help paying for medical fees. Then usually go to attorney’s office to seek help. With people seeking help for their injuries they look for a Personal Injury Attorney in Seattle. These are the people that help citizen get back on their feet and to feel better again. This is the reason why Personal Injury Attorney in Seattle are in high demand. There are not enough attorneys to help everyone because people are getting injured very often and need the attorneys support. In today’s society now you can pretty much get a attorney for anything that you feel is not your fault is not responsible for. That is why attorneys are in high demand and much more are needed to provide service for citizens in a fast and timely manner. As you can see why attorneys make pretty decent salary is because everybody needs an attorney for one reason or another.