New layout, if you all haven't noticed. I had an 'experience' today. I don't think anybody will really want to hear about this, it's something I need to put in here though. But really I don't think anybody wants to hear this. I went with Jordan to go to validation, I'll tell about that later. We went to her Aunt's house after that. We were sitting in her cousins room talking to people on the computer, and her cousin and sis came in telling us that there was a fire on the freeway (lemme explain this real quick to. we were about a seat away from the freeway) so Jordan, me and her lil sis left the house and went to alleyways that runs paralell to the freeway. We seriously ran. When we came up there was a car off the the side of the road a bit up the hill from the alley, it was completely up in flames, and some guy was dragging another dude away from the car further down the hill. As soon as I saw silver (it was actually white but hey) sticking out of the flames I almost fucking fell. Seeing as how things have been going for this family lately, and how it was my dad's birthday, I kept thinking it would be his car (I've been thinking bad stuff all day) luckily it wasn't. But still, we stood there, watched the minivan up in flames. The fire department came, so did an ambulance, the man who was pulled away from the car was missing a leg, I didn't see what happened. They put the fire out, then people start talking about how there was a person in the car, and that there was a dog in the car. The fire was put out, and we kept watching. First thing we saw was the medics give the one guy a trachea tube. Then we noticed how the car was, it looked like the tree ripped right through the drivers side, all the way to what would have been almost the backseat. First confirmation out of all the stories was that somebody else was in the car. We saw it, and if you couldn't guess they did not survive. It was like looking at some horror movie prop, and the whole thing just didn't hit me, at the time. Then we saw the dog they were talking about, it apparently got thrown from the car, not alive either. Jordan started crying when she saw that. They took the only living guy away, he was a bit bloodied up, I don't think he lost much blood from the leg, it looked like it was too burnt for that. For a while I kinda stood there and was like "I don't see a body" (I did) "Maybe there isn't one" but when the firefighters put a tarp over the driver side of the car, I realized I was lying to myself. So we left after some time, as soon as we got back to her aunts house Jordan kinda broke down. I didn't have the heart to cry, untill I got home, and yeah. Like I said, one of the worst experiences of my life, but I didn't realize it was until much much later. Ok I'm out. I'm tired and I'm watching a Freddy Krueger movie, just to get the pictures out of my head.