I Was In A Movie Once...

I was watching a pointless movie the other night that had big name actors and actresses in it and all I kept thinking about was how much money was spent to produce the film.  I'm not crazy!  Maybe just irritable at times.  We all can be though so I don't feel bad about writing that.  Back to the movie...  It made no sense!  It was an hour and a half that cost millions to make.  No lasting impression what so ever.  I was in a movie once.  The name of it is Untraceable.  I went down to sign up as an extra and ended up getting about a two second long part.  The movie ended up being horrible.  Do not watch it!  When I was given that small part in the film the staff treated me good.  However, when I was an extra for the film I was treated like dirt.  All of us extras were.  I kept wondering why people do this.  Why people put themselves in situations in which they can be spoken down to.  Then I wondered why we were even spoken down to in the first place.  We're all equal right?   

What about the road??  Just like being an extra, people are treated like dirt.  It's not just one person though.  It's all of us...  Every single day.  Are you the type to disrespect others while driving?  Are you the type that while driving, thinks your time is far more important than others?  Do you think that your the director and we're your extras?  You can be whoever you want while off the road.  Why can't we get along out there?  I mean, we're all equal, RIGHT?  I can't and absolutely refuse to figure out why people just don't care about anyone else while driving.  The typical every day driver acts as if they direct the place!  Remember I was an extra once, and I gaurantee that I will never be an extra again.  None of us are extras on the road.  We're main characters!  We should be treated like gold!  OK OK OK...  I'm done rambling.  I just write how I speak.  All over the place.  You just got a little taste of it.

I almost wrote a poem to go along with this but am losing major focus.  My brain injury has me running circles around ones with ADHD.  Constantly moving!!!  Far to much at times.  I'll post something tomorrow.

My Rock

My siblings are gone
If I don't have her I'm lost
She's my shoulder to lean on
Most call her my rock
She helps me from red to green
For those times that I'm stopped
Listens to every one of my words
And believe me, I write em a lot
I've had past relations
Most screwed up my thoughts
I know I've screwed with hers
But she just laughs it off
I'm forever my loves
And regret the moment I walked
The past is the past
We have one life
Holding hands while we skip through the chalk
Her voice melts me
I love when she talks
It guides me through the days
If I don't have her, I'm lost
I couldn't breathe
I couldn't live
I'd break, my heart would stop
I couldn't imagine living one day
If I ever lost my rock

I love you babe.....

Tyler Presnell

This motivates me!!

Hey everyone!

I spoke at Big John's Driving School a few weeks ago and met this guy named CJ.  We chatted for a minute and he thanked me for my words.  A few days later he sent me this video.

Thank you, CJ!!  Your words really mean a lot to me!

Tailgated!!!

I have so much to say!!!  If I said it all you would think I'm crazy.  Maybe a little here and a little there, you cant really blame me.  I'll end up spilling it all hoping that you dont hate me.  Impatience needs to stop on he road so if need be, constantly replay me...  I recorded a video but it wouldn't upload.  The video is on youtube!  Please check out this link...  Let it soak in!  You won't regret it...  I promise...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LVz2DzI7et8

A little something that came out on 1-3-11

Wording... My Creative Outlet

Shortly after the accident my Nana handed me a journal and told me to write in it daily as if it were my best friend.  I am so happy I listened to her because now I have a record of my years after the accident.  After awhile my daily entries turned into daily poems.  I thank my Nana to this day for introducing me to one of my greatest passions. 

Here is a poem I wrote earlier this year.  Let me know what you think!

Get in
Turn the key but I'm late
To my appointment never thought about the brakes
Drove to fast that's all it takes
Now I'm floatin in the clouds lookin at my family's face
Wishin I could be there but I can't
One bad decision had them flippin every plan
I'm dead and gone so my family wants to make a stand
Nobody wants to listen till it happens in their own hands
So selfish so wrong I'm so mad
Memories of me in the past is all they'll ever have
Should've left early but I hadn't
These impatient ways of life had me drivin to fast....

Tyler Presnell


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Happy Holiday message in a great email

This email just lit up my face.

Hi Tyler Happy Holidays!

My name is Augusto and I attended the High Risk Driver Class on December 19th. I was truly touched to hear your story and everything you had to endure. I am so glad that there are people like you out there that can take a negative situation/event and turn it into a positive. What you are doing right now is truly remarkable and I encourage you to continue to send your message out in order to help others avoid making the same choices you have made.

I love your spirit and energy and I love your will to fight and live. My personal heroes are people like Lance Armstrong and you, who wake up everyday with the will to fight and live another day.

I belong to the mountaneering group Mazamas http://www.mazamas.org/ and the reason why I attended the class is because I was running late to a Mazamas meeting and I was stopped for speeding. Perhaps it was an omen or fate, but if you ever aspire to climb a mountain I would love to be a part of that challenge with you. Remember you can do anything you want in life!

I wish you the best and keep on fighting and spreading your message.

Happy Holidays and God bless

Augusto