An Exciting Easter Weekend

It was a memorable weekend. It started with looking for a couch. Krisula and I want to get a couch for our room next year, so on Friday we went to a couple of thrift stores to look for one. We didn't find any that we really liked. After we got back to campus we were looking on Craigslist to see if there was anything, and while we were looking, someone posted a free couch that looked pretty nice only about 10 minutes away. So we asked a friend if she would drive us there to get it. She, Krisula, Kurtis, and I went to get the couch, but by the time we got there (45 minutes after it had been posted), the couch was gone. We were all disappointed.
We decided we wanted to go to a Good Friday church service, which would mean we had to get back to campus and eat dinner and then leave in only about 30 minutes. So we were in a bit of a hurry. When we got back to campus, Sarah forgot we were going into the cafeteria rather than the dorm, so just as we were passing the main Whitworth entrance, Krisula said "Wait I thought we were going to eat" which made Sarah swerve and try to make the turn. We didn't. My thought process went something like this: Is she really going to turn? Oh my gosh, we're not going to make it. I've never been in an accident before. This is bad. Smash.....so this is what its like to be in an accident. Whoa that was the Whitworth Sign, this is a bigger deal than I thought. Sarah: "This did not just happen. This did not just happen. This did not just happen." About 30 seconds later a student came running over to us to see if we were ok, and the security guy came not long after. He was somewhat awestruck and couldn't quite make clear sentences or decide what to do next. None of us was injured as far as I knew at the time, except the poor brick wall that was in ruins all over the lawn and the street. A little while later Krisula said she did have a headache and was dizzy. The sheriff asked if she wanted to get checked out, and she agreed. It wasn't until we heard the sirens that we realized getting "checked out" meant two fire engines, an ambulence, and about eight paramedics with a stretcher crowding around Krisula, who was shaking her head and saying "I just have a headache!" Kurtis and Sarah and I couldn't help but laugh as we waved goodbye to her, strapped down and covered with a sheet on the stretcher, arms crossed and shaking her head at us as they took her to the ER. At that point there was the campus security car, two state patrols, a sheriff, two fire engines, and an ambulence, all with lights flashing. Kind of intimidating for poor Sarah.
Later on, Kurtis and I and a couple other people went to go wait at the ER with Krisula. They said that she did have a concussion, and gave her some instructions on what to do. I just ended up with a few bruises and a sore arm. So in the end we didn't make it to the Good Friday service, or dinner for that matter. We decided it was a good thing that the couch had been taken, because who knows how bad it could have been if there was a couch in the back of the truck. So, that was the excitement of my weekend. I won't hope for any more excitement in the near future, although it did make for a good story to tell people a few years from now.