Saturday, November 26, 2011

Why do people do certain things??? like seriously!!!

A few days ago, I drove to school for the first time  I live right across the street from the college track so the drive takes less than three minutes... during autumn I just walk, however, now that it's winter, the days are short so it is actually dark when I leave for my night class, and, you know, driving would be a good way to avoid rapists and student-nappers.  'Neways, I don't have a parking permit, so I decided to pay the two bucks for the one day permit, normally my parents would have driven me but they were busy so off I went.  In the parking lot, I pulled into a parking space and glanced into the car directly in front of me; there was someone sitting in it.  As I moved the car closer to park, I froze as my eyes locked in surprise at what was there.  I almost crapped my pants from what was there ...
 because in the passenger seat of the car... I saw 
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I fucking saw CHUCKY


Yes that creepy ass doll was sitting there staring  back into my eyes. Kay I'm pretty sure it was not the same doll because it was bigger than Chucky.. but it was still going for the same effect of plain freaky.  It had scars, crazy hair.. just the whole package. OMFG it was scary.  

For those of you who have never heard of Chucky, Chucky is a living doll that never dies no matter if you set him on fire, cut off his limbs, or beat him... he is a movie character from the movie, "Chucky", so calm down... and calm down I didn't.  Seriously scary stuff.  I couldn't scream or anything, and as silly as it sounds, I was scared it might move like Chucky in the movie.

When I came to my senses, I, just like any other blogger, fumbled to grab my phone to take a picture. 


Its kinda hard to see... but yeah that's it.
I turned my car off, grabbed my stuff, locked the door, and got out.  I took one more picture from a closer distance.


Sorry its blurry.. I was scared to get any closer because when I got out, I realized something else horribly creepy about this car; It was a hearse.  Honestly.. WHAT THE FREAK!
I really just for the first time wanted to actually run to class to get as far away from this scare fest... just run into a well lit classroom with a bunch of class mates in it, but then I noticed that in the midst of my shock, I didn't pull all the way into my parking space, so I did that and that was it.  Nothing else happened.

Then somewhere between my class and the car, I became less scared and more sorta... angry (?) and confused about why the hell anyone would make a scary car scarier with a Chucky doll.  Like the person obviously has a weird affinity for scary things, but why.  Why would they drive with a Chucky doll next to them... so they can drive in the carpool lane?! WHY.  I seriously question this person's taste.

When I got to class, I spewed everything to my friend.  He didn't really know what a hearse was.. and found my situation amusing... which it was even to me.. enough for me to blog about it.

After class my friend walked me to my car because I was scared and he was interested in seeing what the car looked like, but it was gone.

BTW
If you all were wondering why there was even a hearse in my school parking lot, its probably due to the fact that my school is one of the few schools in Cali that has a program in mortuary science.  However, I'm pretty sure most of the hands on learning is done at the nearby cemetery.  Maybe the driver was a student or professor who decided to drive their hearse to class. =_= If you're reading this Mr/Ms. driver, please don't. I'm  quite certain that EVERY person that parks in front of you gets just as or more freaked out like me.


<SuNNy>

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