In loving Memory of. . . KLOWD9!!
This beautiful piece of crap wasn't like any other usual piece of crap, no, this crap was special, unlike any other crap. This was my Crap, my crappy crap, my crappy klowd of love! Many memories in this Klowd, like, going to Bingsoo in on the coldest night of the year with no heater and only the body heat of three others and my baby blanket to warm us, and that one time when. . .ok the many times my Mesa boys would slam their huge bodies on the hood leaving a temporary indention, and the time millions, no, trillions of trips into Mesa! Oh the times we shared!!
On my way home from Mesa, i guess i just didn't realize how tired i was and i fell asleep for a few moment, it just seemed like a little blink but, the next thing i knew, i was going 20 MPH faster than i was just going and i was running directly into a . . numerous barricades. I slammed on the brakes and try to figure out where i was and how to regain control the car, i realized that what woke me up wasn't the four traffic barricades that i hit but the huge blow to my axle as i jumped a foot and a half to the other side of the road ( that was under a TON of construction) I screeched to a stop! It was dramatic, heavy breathing billowing clouds of dust, the whole package! I was so scared i couldn't even get out of the car and my mom still wasn't answering her phone. I looked at the car and realized how truly lucky i was! I was defiantly being watched over and and so thankful for my safely and family.
To be honest, It was just its time to go. It served me well and if there is a car heaven, its so there! Its going to be hard to adjust to a car that functions properly, runs smooth and is reliable but im sure i will eventually get through this great loss! I LOVE YOU KLOWD 9!!
I remember that time I brought home that can on baby blue spray paint, and it was a perfect match. Klowd 9 was smiling that day. Oh.... memories, they keepa comin.
ReplyDeleteBTW, what realiable car are you talking about? You have no car now.
ReplyDeleteI can dream ok, klowd nine taught me to dream of a better tomorrow *one glistening tear*
ReplyDeletePoor poor poor Klowd nine! Twas a great car...a classic!! She will be missed by many (she's a she right?)! IN LOVING MEMORY OF KLOWD NINE...may I have moment of silence please?! Thank you! I'm glad your okay Kayla-ma-la! That would have been even more tragic!
ReplyDeleteNo more driving for you young lady! Um, and yes, I agree with yoru mom...a peice of crap is better than peice of crapless. I drove a peice of crap until the night Jase ruined it going to get my engagement ring...and it was athe same peice of crap that a couple of my sister drove....8 years before me! But yes, it is too late for klowd 9 to serve more. It's gone. Hey, but at least we still have Gary right?!
ReplyDeleteAh Yes---I too have fond memories of "Klowdy" as we like to call her. Little known fact---Klowdy was my mode of transportation when my own piece of !#?..*&!$?
ReplyDeletecrap died and left me carless yet again. How well I remember the mirror that wouldn't stay on and the window that didn't work. How well I remember the stereo that was placed lovingly in the slot where a stereo would go but not really fastened to anything, thus allowing it to move freely around the car. Ah, so many "special" features that endeared me to Klowdy. Rest well in that big Junk Yard in the Sky, Klowdy!
REMEMBER THE TIME DANICA GOT ASKED TO PROM BY FILLING KLOWDY WITH SHREDDED PAPER? FOR ABOUT A YEAR, EVERY TIME THE AIR WAS TURNED ON, PAPERS WOULD FLY. WHAT ABOUT HOW SOMEONE HAD TO HOLD THE WINDOW FROM THE OUTSIDE TO ROLL IT UP - GOOD TIMES, GOOD TIMES.
ReplyDeleteWOW! I'm SO glad you are ok!
ReplyDeleteI will always remember that blessed klowd9 in front of my house and how excited I was you were there. ...Good times, good times.
ReplyDeleteLove your blog Kayla, love your guts!
Jana
Looks like an angel, sings like an angel, acts like an angel--(most of the time)...MUST BE AN ANGEL!!
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