My life with Aspergers

Chapter 24- The long bike ride.

Now let me tell you something before getting into this topic. While I am in Idaho not only do I watch movies and listen to music on my Mp3. Another things I do is read, write lyrics sometimes, do art (Black Velvat Art that you can color in with many different designs) but one thing I like to do is take bike rides. I would write a bike to the library that's closest to where I live, and I like taking the back road to the other library that will take me 2 hours to get there but it's worth it because as long as I have music in my ears, I am ready for anything. In the next chapter, you'll find out more about the library that takes me 2 hours by bike.

So I one day was in the kitchen and noticed that one of my cousin's family's son was missing his tube things he takes shots in (Don't know what they are called haha) So I had a thought in my head, I think I should go give this to my cousin so she could deliever it herself. So I got my music and took a bike ride as if I was going to the the library that took me 2 hours but I kept going to St. Anthony.

About half way there I was getting hungary, thirsty and was tired but I had to kept going because it didn't matter if I was going to turn back or kept going I was long way from home. It took a long time but I finally made it to St. Anthony where my cousins lived (For those of you who live in Utah imagine going to Kohlers too.... Salt lake, it was like that long) I knocked on the door to my cousins house. I didn't know why I did it because I would just usually walk in because I lived there temporiarily. But the times I did live there, I called my cousin "mom" because she was like my mother because I was living there. Well when my other cousin opened the door who usually stayed home while my other cousin went to work, I said,

"Special Delivary." I handed him what I was going to deliever to him in the first place. He didn't know what I had brought him but when I explained it to him he said,

"Oh!" He exclaimed. He looked at it for a second, but then he was confused

"Did you ride your bike up here?" He asked.

"I did." I responded. It was good and bad time when my aunt called my phone. Once I answered I said,

"Where are you?" She asked.

"I am in St. Anythony." I could tell she was upset at that time I was a little upset because she was pressuring me because I had thought I was doing the right thing. She had told me to stay there until she got there because it wasn't a good idea to ride it back... Good I didn't want to ride it back after that long trip.

A while later she had finally arrived and I was not in the best mood to talk at that moment. All I did was get in the car and wanted to go home. There was a good and bad choice that came with this, the good choice is doing something that was right but not really important. The bad choice is not telling people where I am going... I usually have a habit of not telling people where I am going so they know where I am. While my aunt was talking to my cousin, my father called me up. Now realize that anytime I am having a problem with my aunt he always calls. I mean if there is a problem between my aunt and I, I need to solve it with her not having my dad keep calling up every single time there is a problem with my aunt. And I did tell him that once.

So by the time she got into the car, she asked

"Are you ready to talk?" But at that moment I was not ready. She had mentioned to me that I could talk anytime I was ready... a few seconds later I started talking by asking

"What do you want to know?" I don't remember every detail that I said in the car but the end result is I could not go to the library I loved going to for 2 weeks, had my phone taken away too. But it had not even got to a week yet when my aunt told me that she and my uncle had been talking and I was doing something for the right reason. It was not important but it was something that was needed and my phone had not been taken away because of that, and I only lost the bike for a week (Had to leave it at my cousin's house) The very same day I had thought to myself I am not taking that bike ride that long again. Because I was close to passing out because I was dehydrated

I don't know what it is with me, I just do things without thinking about it. There might be times when I do good things and not good choices. Ok you wanna know how many miles that was? That was 16 miles. So if I ever take the back road, I am only going to the library not clear to St. Anthony.