*Summer rain storm in San Marcos, but similar to todays weather*
Panic strikes as we step outside of class to find torrents of rain have inundated the theatre building. After determining that the San Marcos taxi cab service is not running (on account of the rain and of course the simple fact that no such service exists) Nikki pulls out a flimsy umbrella and Jessica and I crowd underneath. Things are going well until Nikki pushes me into the big drops, you know, the ones that fall off the edges of roofs, and I find myself literally screaming at her, choking back tears.
“Nikki, WHAT THE F ARE YOU DOING!! THOSE ARE THE BIIIIIIIG DROPS, YOU KNOW, THE ONES THAT FALL OFF THE EDGES OF ROOFS!”
She gets real concerned and pushes the umbrella more my way, thus leaving Jessica completely exposed. It was nice of her to do, but the metal part of the umbrella brushes against my face, which contorts as tears begin to run wildly down my cheeks.
“Nikki, WHAT THE F ARE YOU DOING!! THAT’S THE METAL PART OF THE UMBRELLA!”
We make it to the street, which is in an area of campus called the valley. Of course it’s flooded and Jessica takes one look and says, “We will be washed away. The flooding is out of control.”
None of us know what to do since the water is surging violently and none of us are strong swimmers. Other students, in the same situation, are screaming and crying, wondering how such horror could exist in the world. Without me seeing, Nikki rolls up her pants, takes a deep breath, says a prayer, and begins combating the water, fighting for her very life.
I throw my hands out to stop her but she pulls away and a moment of terror grabs me and won’t let go. Things get very slow, my eyes are burning and my mind is racing. Between gasps I manage to scream:
“Nikki, WHAT THE F ARE YOU DOING!! THAT WATER’S AT LEAST 1.5 INCHES HIGH!”
8 comments:
lol--it IS pouring today!
Wow, Nikki's a loser. She's gunna drown. That makes my day ;)
-Memaw
Oh Memaw! What a thing to say about your darling big sister! She made it back safely though no one was happy. After a nap in the dorm she seemed to be doing ok, but then she knocked ice out of her cup at lunch by swinging her umbrella. People just stared at her. It Was embarassing.
Your grandson,
M
Sorry Michael. That was not my comment signed Memaw. Who is impersonating me? These comments are very confusing. Your response was confusing too. I don't have a big sister. Anyway, loved your blog! The Real MeMaw, aka Grams, Grandma or Grandmother.
Oh Grams! That's Nikki Strobelina's little sister, whose name was Nini before I, for some strange reason, changed it to MeeMaw. Don't be worried though--she's only 15 and can't make German pancakes. :)
Michael, -
I don't know what the F your talking about. But the fact that it is you writing it.. i think i respect that.. a lot.
I totally could've swam through that flood... that's why I was on swim team... duh.
Also her name is Nina.
And the bottom of my pants are still wet!
Nikki,
I can see your pants and they are not dry it appears. I love messaging someone who is literally eight feet away. This is our life.
Michael
PS-I miss ninina.
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