I always complain about how boring my life, and really, with the exception of a few people's odd moment that make my life interesting, it is. I basically waste away sitting at my computer and rotting my brains out with pixels. Well, I really can't say that tonight...because tonight was something I never in a million years expected to happen in my lifetime.

I should have taken it as a sign, on the news that day when the gasoline fire...And in a way I could just tell something was coming.

Anywas, today at 6:28 I scarfed down a bowl of fried rice in record speed, put on a swim suit, gathered my items, and rushed to the pool for a shockingly cold swim team practice. An hour of ice water and then it was time to go home...shivering I hauled my numb body into the van with Flipsy and my dad.

We were simply driving home when we noticed black smoke bellowing into the sky, begging for attention. My dad noted that it was coming from an area near our house...my instant reaction was 'laptop!' but then I realized it wasn't our house...it was across the street. My dad had to park about a house away so we all jumped out of the car and sped down to the house to see the source of this smoke. To my surprise a small crowd had gathered in out driveway, flames blazed out of a window, making their way down the side of the house. With a hard blast of water this one outbreak was contained, but the rest of the house was still burning internally, too hot to cool down. The kids, whom I know, cried and huddled with their dad who they would be staying with now. Their mom and her current husband, as well as his odd daughter, were standing a little closer in a sobbing group. The girl's boyfriend later came and I'm quite certain they're still sitting in the grass out front. It was tragic.

Now the fire trucks still run and all their provitions in that house are gone...luckily the kids' parents were split so they had a separate house with all they need. It's all up in flames, and you realize, I meant literally.