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The Las Vegas/Grand Canyon/Utah trip - Behind the story.

So, here’s how this went down. It was an almost 9 day trip from here (Brandon, Mississippi) to the Grand Canyon then up to Las Vegas then to Zion National Park in Utah all the way back. 

Well the day started out as Christmas morning 2010. We all woke up at around 7-ish to open up our gifts and then that was it. We packed the new clothes and we stored away what we couldn’t bring, then we started loading up the car. My sister and Josh were not going with us, so it was just me, my mom, and Harold. Well we drove off and that was it. We stopped by the post office and that was when my parents decided to inform me that I could only listen to my Ipod for an hour, then I had to sit there with them for an hour, then I could listen to it again for an hour. That’s how it was for the whole freaking ride (Which is how my mental instability formed over this trip) So we started driving and it was pouring down rain and it was freezing cold. We passed by a car wreck between a truck and a police car and that’s when I decided to start listening to music. Here’s the complete playlist of new music I spent the whole trip listening to:

• Lights & Sound - Yellowcard
• Pinkerton - Weezer
• Can’t Slow Down - Saves The Day
• Not Without A Fight - New Found Glory
• Until The Day I Die - Story Of The Year
• A Formal Feeling - Outrun The Gun
• The Same Thing We Do Everyday Pinky - Broadway
• Don’t Jump The Shark Before Saving The Whale - Broadway
• Taking Off - The Cure
• The End Of The World - The Cure
• Folie A Deux - Fall Out Boy
• The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance
• Danger Days - My Chemical Romance
• My Best Friend Is Now My Worst Enemy - Skyscrapers Walk Among Us
•  I Write Sins Not Tragedies - Panic! At The Disco

That was practically it. All those songs make me think of this trip and everything dealing with it.

So, we drove and we stopped in Shreveport, Louisianan to eat at the Sam’s Town Casino Buffet. It was so freaking cold outside but inside it was so warm and the food was so yummy:3 Once we were done, we got in the car and I popped in To Save A Life on DVD and watched it and that is how my crush for Kim Hidalgo slowly formed. It was driven by the fact that she somewhat resembled Autumn in that movie, and that fact was driven by how I was still not over Autumn. STILL. Anyways, We drove and I kept losing my sanity and the music was all I had and the scenery going past which turned into almost nothing once we got to Texas. It was just open land for miles and cows everywhere. We spent the night in a hotel and that was where I left every bit of care. I woke up and got in the car and decided to read my book, “Jake’s Choice” which is the sequel to To Save A Life. We drove and got Starbucks and the day went by slow as heck. Somewhere along the way I just started imagining that Autumn was there with me the whole time on the trip. We stopped in like Amarillo, Texas and at Wienerschnitzel which is like my favorite fast-food restaurant on that side of the US. So we got to New Mexico where it was pitch black and you couldn’t see anything around us. We stopped at the El Rancho Hotel in Gallup, New Mexico and ate there and it was fucking amazing. I love that place so much, it’s so just chill. Me and Autumn enjoyed our dinner and then we got back in the car and drove until we got somewhere and stayed in a hotel. BTW, driving through Albuquerque at night is BEAUTIFUL. Blah blah blah next day we drive and drive and that’s where my memory goes blank. All I remember between now and The Grand Canyon are as follow: We stopped at a small coffee shop somewhere, we drove into these snowy mountains, we drove through this really beautiful flat place towards the Grand Canyon and then we were there. We got to our hotel room thing and walked all around the Canyon then decided to get lunch and go back to the hotel and fell asleep. The next morning we drove out and headed towards Las Vegas and I got a humongous headache probably because we got some coffee from this little coffee shop and I drank it too fast, but anyways that was the worst car ride of my entire life. We got to In-N-Out and I didn’t even want to go in. I DIDN’T EVEN WANT TO GO IN THE IN-N-OUT BURGER, THAT’S HOW MUCH MY HEAD HURT. But we ate and we drove and once we got to flat open desert-y waste land that’s when I got better and decided to listen to Danger Days and rock out til we got to Vegas. Driving into Vegas is like the best part of going to Vegas, oh my gawd. I hate taking planes, planes suck. Anyways, we drove around got to see tons of things and got to the Bellagio where we were staying which is RIGHT on the strip. Well, it was pretty and stuff and we found our massive penthouse and they went to gamble while I chilled in there. We later went across the street to Cabo Wabo which was totally yummy:3 and after that we went to the mall and walked around and stuff and then went back and fell asleep. The next morning nobody was around so I just sat around doing nothing until my mom came back and we walked all the way down to the Fashion Show mall. I feel like this is really boring, so if you make it to this and actually read this part then I freaking love you so much cause I’m losing my mind. So Autumn is there the whole time, and we go to the mall. I go to Hot Topic, buy some stuff. Then we go to the Vans Store and buy some stuff. We get me a calender, we go to No Fear. We go to the Apple Store. We go to Gamestop and actually buy some games for my new Xbox 360 that I didn’t even get to open before we left. Blah blah blah. We walked to Outback Steakhouse and ate lunch there and then went back to the hotel and wandered around and we got ready for our dinner date out that night. We got a taxi and went to this really famous Thai restaurant where I had the best chicken wings I’d ever had in my entire life, still to this day. It was a nice way to end our fun and the next day we packed up and left. I always find new places in Vegas, even though we always go there because that’s where my parents were married. Anyways, we left and we got Starbucks and we drove towards Utah. This is when shit got seriously cold and snowy and we entered cold, Mountain land. We stopped in this cute little town surrounded in Snow and Red clay rocks. We ate at an In-N-Out burger and drove into the Canyon. We stayed in these cabins in the Valley of the canyon so there was snow EVERYWHERE. Like, so freaking cold. I hate Mississippi cold, but I like their cold! We stayed in these small cabins and there was a main lodge where there was a gift shop and a restuarant, but that was all that was around. We walked back and forth in the snow and it was nice. We slept and It was terrible. You woke up one hour freezing, and then you woke up the next hour boiling hot. So powered by no sleep, we woke up and began our descent out of this place. Somewhere along the way I got snow in my new High Top Vans and after we left the Valley (which was really freaking scary, we had to drive up the side of the canyon with no rails and there was snow everywhere on the road and we had nothing on our tires to stop us from slipping) but we kept driving and my feet suddenly went from numb to HOLY CRAP MY TOES ARE ABOUT TO FALL OFF!! So I had a panic attack and I had to get out of the car to take my snow filled shoes off so that I didn’t lose my toes. We drove and drove. Through huge plains of snow and cliffs. Harold had to piss really badly, so he stopped in the middle of an Indian Reservation and just peed on the side of the road. To this day we still think that there are angry Native Americans out there searching for us. Wanting to kill us. Blah blah blah music blah blah beautiful blah blah Autumn. We got back to the town next to the El Rancho Hotel and we were stopped in traffic for HOURS because the road had like 3 inches of snow. We slowly made it back to El Rancho and ate there one last time and said our goodbyes to all the friends we’d made. We drove to Albuquerque and stayed there for the night, on New Year’s Eve. Next morning it’s 2011 so we make resolutions and we head out. For the longest car ride of my entire freaking life. I hadn’t quite gotten close to finishing my book, my DVD player was dead, and I could listen to my Ipod for however long I wanted to by now. I love you!:) You are still reading this, so thanks! But um…WE stopped at Winerschnitzel again and ate there one last time and continued our drive. From Albuquerque, New Mexico all the way to Brandon, Mississippi. It was suppose to be a 2 day trip but we decided to just drive there. It took us from 9:30am to 4:00am the next day. So, by the time we made it to Louisiana it was midnight and I was completely losing it. The only thing keeping me awake was billboards, Code Red Mountain Dew, and Sour Patch Kids. We stopped in Vicksburg for about 30 minutes so Harold could do something in a casino then we made it back to Brandon. It was amazing, I was wide awake and there was nobody doing anything in Brandon. No cars or anything. That was it. I swear, this may sound boring as fuck but this was like one of the most memorable trips ever. It’s been over a year, so it’s hard for me to go into complete detail! Thanks for reading! If you didn’t read all of this, then go kill a puppy dog. 

Yeah, I miss you.

30 Day Challenge - Number Twenty-Three.

23.) 5 Things you want to change.

1. How I Look.
2. How my School Is.
3. Autumn Moving.
4. My Grades.
5. Being In Mississippi.

What sucked

was having to get my Spanish workbook out from under Autumn’s, which has been sitting untouched in the same place for almost two months. SIGH

30 Day Challenge - Numero Uno

1.) The person you like and why you like them.

Autumn. Devereaux. See, son. If I knew why I liked her, I’d tell you. Buttt, see she moved like a month and a half ago right after I started liking her so It sucks. What sucks is that she won’t get out of my head and Its been A MONTH AND A HALF. I can get over girls in like an hour. But, she’s nice, and down to Earth in a non-down to Earth way. and you can say attractive. unless you’re Hunter. 

Man,

Why’d you have to move RIGHT when I started to like you? Now that you’re gone it’s like crazy cause I can’t get over you! I get over girls in an hour, man. It’s been a month. That’s not even the bad part, It’s that you still live within 40 miles of me so It’s like you’re still here but I never see you. Man, I hope you read this crap, You’re taking up space in my head. Too much space. 

Some story about some girl about some star and about some Idiot.

So, I decided to start making Tumblr posts like this, as if it were a diary of some sorts. Also I like to post at least 1 Tumblr post a day and this one will start me off and It’ll never end and this is really boring so I might as well Quit.

So, I saw a shooting star Friday night. Unfortunately I was drinking an ICEE® and I was al- WTF BOLD WHY YOU UP IN MY STORY!!!!!!!! So anyways, now that that is taken care of, I was sitting there drinking an my mom was all “Oh look! a shooting star, Make a wish.” And I was all, “Bitch, I’m drinking an ICEE® Give me a second.” So I wished really fast and the wishes were probably the most stupid wishes on earth. None of which I will announce on the Internet, but lets just say 1.) was about a girl. 2.) was about marrying a girl 3.) Was about a cellular device. sounds stupid, But I rushed so what did the shooting star fairy expect? So, I was gonna see if wish 1.) would come true today and It didn’t -.- Hunter, Being the Idiotic Genius somewhat smart person he is, He was like, “You didn’t tell the star a day.” So Now I’m waiting for my wishes to come true, starting today. Ending the day I die.

That story was boring so next time I won’t make your ears bleed. 

I decided to make you happy by posting the first random picture I saw when I typed in the word “Random” on my computer, Here it is: 

Its a cat watching a cat watching a cat. watching a cat.

Here is a random question mark, just to confuse Tumblr into thinking I’m asking a question ?

Asthenia - Sam Cox

   I never knew someone hated me this much. I had been pushed over the edge of sanity and fallen into the vast dark cavern of mental derailment. Though this is not the beginning, no, it is merely the finale of this gruesome novel. So now we must attempt to awake my memory from those Treacherous days of my life.

It was the beginning of April, with the slacking winter still making its final days around. It was a Monday in San Francisco, with the dreary air surrounding. I sat upon my gray tinted porch lightly sipping my coffee. As I rose the cup up for a sip, smelling the caramel cream, the light buzzing of a police siren became audible.

Moments later an ambulance with two police cars trailing behind flew past my house, turning into the winding streets of the californian suburbs. Since the neighborhood was built on top a bowl shaped hill you could see where they were heading. My heart dropped when I saw they halted. Already parked were a fire truck and another police car, they were parked at my favorite cousin, Lucy’s house.

I sprinted towards the house, the thought of using my car wasn’t even considered. Though the destination was farther than my brain had foretold, I still arrived with super human speed. Before I had time to calm my heart a police man stopped me in my tracks. His badge advertised Officer Wilson and he wanted me out of the crime scene. He claimed a brutal murder had taken place but my heart would not process the news.

I told the officer of the night before when she’d stopped by for our usual Sunday night tea. She then left after an hour and I didn’t hear from her after that. Officer Wilson only marked me down as a suspect and behind him the body bag was loaded into the ambulance. It was limp, like a sack of potatoes. This was enough to make me lose my coffee and I vomitted. After awkwardly vomitting for a minuteI made my way back to my house. The day went by like a blur until I finally realized it was time to go to bed. After waiting all of Tuesday, Wednesday there came a knocking at my door.

On my porch there stood officers Puttman and Sillcluster. They came to question me about my last encounter with Lucy. After half an hour of questions they figured I couldn’t be a suspect and decided that my sympathy was too much and they told me what they had discovered.

It had been two days with no evidence. Soon after two the officers left, but before Officer Sillcluster left he gave me his card, his first name was Texter. I decided to get some fresh air and head over to the local bar resturant, Johnny and Tailor’s.

Seeing all the drunkards drinking their depressions away made me happy in a melancholic way. I had never been much of an alcoholic, nor would I turn to it for help at this point. I had to figure out who this murderer was as soon as possible. Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around quickly. It was only my dear friend, Nathen Hoppus. Nathen had heard of the news and gave me sympathy. He told me I needed to spend more time with my girlfriend, Autumn Buonocore. It occured to me that I had not thought of her in days. After Nate departed, I to left, frustrated, I needed something…Alcohol.

After talking to Autumn on the phone I grabbed a box of sushi and headed to my basement to engulf myself in music. Music was my main purpose in this world, music was my everything. After about two boxes of sushi I made it back upstairs to recline for the remainder of the evening. I put the television on the local news station and sat back in my chair. My comfort was soon disrupted by a news update on a murder victim, Nathen Hoppus. In my shock I must have crept closer to the TV with every bit of information. He’d been murdered the same way as my dear Lucy.

I checked every window and door before heading upstairs to my bedroom to begin packing. I was leaving before I encountered anyone so they would not encounter the killer. I left a note for Autumn and anyone who read it as well. I rested up that night and then took off in the morning. 

After a while I had found out my destination. I was heading to the Isolated cabin I had visited when I was a child. I realized the only thing with me was the Alcohol I had purposefully left in my truck just yesterday. Upon arrival of the abandoned cabin, I was in a druken Stuper. I don’t remember how I survived getting there or even entering the cabin, but I awoke to the start of the next day, friday. My watch said it was nine in the morning. After spending a few minutes dry heaving over the toilet, I made my way back to the bed. This cabin was very bare with broken windows, no food or furniture. Just me, the cot, a box of sushi, and…a cat. Yes, a small orange cat slowy making his way towards me to keep me comfort in my isolation.

The rest of the day slowy went buy with me sleeping in the bed. During the night I had only a bedsheet as thin as paper to unsuccessfully keep me warm. Upon awakening the second day, I knew I was catching a sickness. I felt like I had been diagnosed with small pox and was lying here waiting for death to take me away. I searched the room for the cat, but he was no where to be found. I reached under the bed for the sushi box but all that I felt was something rough and torn apart. It was in fact the box…the darn feline had stolen my food supply!

After calming down I took another rest and awoke six hours later with a dry throat due to my dry heaving. I couldn’t get out of bed on my legs so I threw myself onto the floor and crawled to the bathroom. Since I was unable to drink from the fountain I did what I had to and drank from the toilet. I then collapsed onto the bathroom floor and fell asleep once again. When I awoke It was Midday of Sunday. I guess my body understood that it needed to start shutting down.

My mental health was beyond repair. Everything was a blur and all my senses have failed. I was in the state a human goes through before dieing. I passed out into what I thought would be death only to be woken by a loud noise. It took half a minute for my brain to proccess the thought that the killer had found me.

Every inch of muscle became active due to adrenaline and I sprinted down stairs. It was like running a 5K with swine flu. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I could see his silhouette outside in front of his car lights. Suddenly his lights went out and I took off for the back doo. It was five in the morning, read my watch. I could make out the distant sound of shouting and felt the leafs upon the bottoms of my barefeet. Unfortunately I could not make out a word, due to my senses failing. I knew he was behind me, watching the back of my neck, I could feel him there. With that thought I fell over a peice of chopped lumber, when I hit the ground I turned to face my death. Luckily the killer wasn’t as close as my paranoia had led me to belive, so I rolled under a nearby bush.

From the break of daylight through the trees I could see him in front of me a forgotten axe was lodged into a peice of wood. I grabbed it before thinking and thrashed it into the killer. After laying on the ground from using all my might, I got up to examine the killer. It wasn’t the killer, no, it was…Autumn.

She had come to rescue me and I’d been too scared to realize! The thought of using the axe for suicide wasn’t wasn’t far when I saw a figure out of the corner of my eye, Panicing I turned. It was Officer Sillcluster. How did he know I was here? He must have been sent to arrest me! He cannot catch me.

I took off running, knowing he’d seen me, I was taking him where I wanted him. An old drop off I’d been direly affraid of as a child. I had to hide so I would not get caught. I knew he was trying to reassure me, since my senses were alive again, but I am not stupid. He cannot met me with this good cop, bad cop charade. Within a moment I had thurst him with all my might over the six-story dropoff. 

Victory was mine, or so I thought. I had killed to Innocent friends and the killer was still alive. I went back to my truck and drove towards the city. He’d been the one that pushed me over the edge of sanity and there was no coming back. I never knew someone hated me this much. It was between the killer and me and I, Mark Cyphert, had the feeling neither of us were ready to stop.