Sunday, Continued and Other Stuff

So, I realized that I might need to expand on a few things that happened Sunday and in the last few days.

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So when I tripped over the curb, there was a hole between the grass and the curb, since the curb had be laid on a few days before, and I went boobs first into this hole. So imagine me, legs sprawled on the pavement, stomach on the curb, boobs in a hole and arms and head in the grass. The guys were laughing to hard to even know how to begin to help me. My knee is still swollen and all torn up from it. I have road rash on my arm too. I realize now how bad skinned knees hurt. Not fun! So after acting as a crutch for a while, I did receive a piggy-back ride at which point, by no fault of his own, my pants which are too big anymore, were falling off. So my shirt is riding up, pants falling off, and garment bits hanging out. I was completely excited about that chance to share that part of me with the world. I seriously was so embarrassed! Between falling, and that, it was not a good night for me.

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In other news, I got my car back from the shop and headed to Logan's house for guitar hero the other night. Left about midnight, 12:15. Logan had gone right to bed, keep this in mind. I started heading home and things were totally fine. Then, about 7 blocks from home, in a less than great neighborhood, at 12:30 at night, my car just stops. Completely stops. I turn it off, let it sit for a minute, then try to restart and it doesn't. In the mean time a bunch of guys stood on the sidewalk just watching me. A single girl in a disabled vehicle. And my cell phone battery is about to die. One of the guys comes over and asks if everything is OK. With doors locked, windows up, I say yes and start texting everyone i know. I send one huge text to everyone letting them know where I am, in hopes that someone is awake and can come. No response from any of the 20 people I texted. I start to get more nervous as multiple guys approach the car. They ask again if I am OK and try to open one of the car doors. At this point I am frantically calling people, but no one answers. They start making some rather crude comments about me and trying to open car doors. I am trying desperately to stay calm, and stay on the phone, knowing that the battery is about to die. I called the police, but I still had to wait for them to get there and things had gotten worse since I first called. The crude comments turned very cruel and sexual and I was in tears praying like you would not believe! Right about then, Logan pulls up in his truck, looking half asleep. He sees what is going on and steps right in.

I was so shaken and upset. I am so grateful for Logan and what a great friend and brother he is to me.

After a blessing and getting my car towed, I calmed down. I have never been more scared in my life. I really thought something was going to happen that would have been a big problem, but my Heavenly Father loves me and sent a tired and half asleep Logan to my rescue.

It has been a week of lows for me. Falling and looking like an idiot in front of friends, car problems and trying to get the voices of evil men out of my head. But, in the midst of it, my sister has her baby and that is wonderful. Isn't it weird how that works?