the worst situation in your life

got caught stealing sleeping pills from walmart. LOL. i would say why but would probably get modded

i was only 13 i wouldnt do something that stupid now.

It happened a few months ago when I was on the flight back with my family from a cruise that we went on. There was a period of about 30 minutes where the plane would make big jerks down or to the side. I could here people vomiting and crying all around me because we were all scared ****less. The pilot said that it had something to do with compressed air, or something like that. I thought that we were going to die. We eventually landed safely, though.dracula_16

when my older brother died of heart failure...dragonfly110

[QUOTE="dragonfly110"]when my older brother died of heart failure...prplminivandrvr

[QUOTE="dracula_16"]It happened a few months ago when I was on the flight back with my family from a cruise that we went on. There was a period of about 30 minutes where the plane would make big jerks down or to the side. I could here people vomiting and crying all around me because we were all scared ****less. The pilot said that it had something to do with compressed air, or something like that. I thought that we were going to die. We eventually landed safely, though.Avistann

Yeah, definitely. I can't imagine someone feeling differently if they've experienced something similar or worse than that situation.

[QUOTE="Avistann"][QUOTE="dracula_16"]It happened a few months ago when I was on the flight back with my family from a cruise that we went on. There was a period of about 30 minutes where the plane would make big jerks down or to the side. I could here people vomiting and crying all around me because we were all scared ****less. The pilot said that it had something to do with compressed air, or something like that. I thought that we were going to die. We eventually landed safely, though.dracula_16

Yeah, definitely. I can't imagine someone feeling differently if they've experienced something similar or worse than that situation.

It wasn't just one situation, but several that related to the same thing. I'm not going to get into it all, but if I could go back and change one decision I made which set the course for years after that, I totally would have made the other choice. My life would look very different right now had I chosen option 2.Shenmue_Jehuty

would option 2 make your life a lot better?

Okay, so I was standing in the pouring rain waiting to catch the bus to university so I could write a midterm for one of my math classes. There wasn't a proper bus shelter at the closest stop, so three or four of us were all huddled underneath a spindly little tree trying to get as much cover from the rain as possible. Not that it helped; we were all dripping wet and the extra ten minutes we waited only served to soak us from head to toe. Finally, about five minutes later than usual the double-decker bus rounds the corner and slows one stop ahead of us. We all start digging out our bus cards to swipe. Without warning my bowels gurgled ominously, and I put a hand to my abdomen thinking it was just breakfast digesting. The bus pulled away from the previous stop and my gut rumbled again. I realized that it wasn't my stomach - it was my intestines, and they were busy rushing something through at high speed. A night of too little sleep, too much caffeine, and too much poorly refrigerated leftover pizza had taken its toll. But I had a midterm, and waiting for the next bus would make me late. I gritted my teeth and stepped onto the bus with the other students. The entire bus was packed with students, and the four of us sardined in there, pushing up against the other people, adding to the moisture condensing on the windows and the wet, musty smell of damp clothes and insufficient showering. My gut rumbled again, and I clenched my buttocks tightly for fear of a worst case scenario. The next stop had over ten people, which was enough to fill the bus to absolute capacity. The girl behind me was jostled by the incoming rush of students, and she collided with me just hard enough to surprise me and cause my clenched muscles to temporarily relax. I felt a warm squirt, and an explosive farting noise could just be heard over the students talking and the noise of the bus engine as the driver pulled away from the curb. The girl apologized to me and turned back to the window, but the damage had been done. Goaded on by the first rush, my intestines continued to funnel their contents at high speed, and over the next 30 seconds all of the coffee and half-digested pizza I had eaten that morning erupted from between my butt cheeks and cascaded down my legs, spilling through my jeans and splashing down on the already wet floor of the bus. The first floor of the bus immediately smelled like an open sewer and the girl standing behind me turned around in surprise just long enough to switch hands on the handrail, move her foot slightly, and step in the spreading pile of diahrrea. She went down like a bowling pin, knocking her head against the exit door and bringing the two people beside her down as well. I stood in horror, trying to pretend I could turn invisible, pressing the bell and hoping the next stop wasn't far off. Thankfully, it wasn't, but too many people were already fully aware of what happened, and I felt my cheeks redden as I ran off the bus with an obviously brown stain all over my jeans, leaving a puddle of feces on the bus, and hurried behind the closest apartment building to clean up.DJ_Lae

LMFAO!!!! You sir win the award for best post in the history of GS! I'm sorry to here that happen, but if you could only see how hard I'm laughing right now. . . .OMG IM DYING!

University. One week left. Term paper not started. Full week of exams the day after term paper due.

At least I can laugh about it now. It was a miserable couple of weeks. But I brought it on myself. Sloth can be a dangerous thing in academic matters.

LMFAO!!!! You sir win the award for best post in the history of GS! I'm sorry to here that happen, but if you could only see how hard I'm laughing right now. . . .OMG IM DYING!

Shenmue_Jehuty

[QUOTE="Shenmue_Jehuty"]

LMFAO!!!! You sir win the award for best post in the history of GS! I'm sorry to here that happen, but if you could only see how hard I'm laughing right now. . . .OMG IM DYING!

DJ_Lae

I copied this directly from my myspace blog, cause I dont want to retype it all out. I've been in worse situations before, but this is the worst one that I've written about, and I dont feel like writing about another one. And I even made a picture for this one!

Current mood:irritated

Ok, so, I was on my way home today from a friends house right after school. I was just crusin down the street in my bimmer, in the left lane of Olive heading east. I was shifting to 4th gear, when all the sudden, when I foot was on the clutch, my car died. Right in the middle of the street when my car was still moving.

So I was costing toward a light, at the intersection right next to the freeway, I tried to restart my car while it was still moving, but it wouldn't start. I knew I needed to get to the right lane as soon as possible, so I looked over to see if it was clear, but the right lane was packed, and there was no free spot to move over. So I was coming up to the light, which was red, so I had to stop right there, in the middle of the street, and not just any street, middle of Olive at the freeway, which is like, one of the most busiest streets in Peoria. Heres a pic to fully explain where I was....

So I was stuck there calling my sister and my dad, trying to get someone to come help me out. I turned on my hazard lights, so other people would know, my car is not working, and I needed help. When the right lane was clear, the light was green, cars were coming up right behind me, not moving to the other lane, stopped behind me, and kept honking, when it was obviouse the I can move, and they could easily go around, or actually get out and help me. Then the light changed red. The other car just sat there, not honking. But then, it changed green, and then the car just sat there and kept honking at me. My hazard lights were on during this whole time. This happend with more then a dozen different cars.

The thought of getting out of my car next time it changed green, and pushing it across, into the right lane, and the off the road did come across my mind, but there was a problem with that. Cars were rushing by, and once in a while the right lane was clear, but there were still cars off in the distance, by the time I even get my right front tire into the right lane, a car would come, and hit my car, and most likely kill me. My car is really light, but I still cant push it as fast as it would take to avoid being hit. So I needed a truck to help me.

Finally this big SRP truck came up right behind me, the driver got out, and yelled to me, "Push your car up so people know your broke down", then without saying anything else, or doing anytihng else, he got back in his big, push wothy truck, and sped off. Dude was a dumbass, he was no help. I wonder if all SRP people are the same way =/, doesn't really say much about them.

Then, finally, after a half hour of sitting there in the middle of the street, my sister came and saved the day. She pushed me over to the right lane in her little Eclipse. And now my car in just sitting there in the dirt off 91st and Olive. This is the 2nd day in a row this has happend.Tuesday November 07 2006