1/23/02



oOoOoOo... today I went skiing with my SAGE class. Rawk on. I'll get to that in a bit.

Yesterday. Let's see. First hour? P.E... we played hockey. Right. I'm purdy good, and I think we won. Cool. Orchestra was OK, if I remember correctly. It's kind of a low right now when it comes to Mr. Hale and I. I don't know why. That man is the moodiest guy I've ever met. But, he was still in a good mood. He's been there to teach our class for, like, 5 days straight! Go for a record! In Comm. Arts I think we went to the library and had this chick read us stupid stories like we were 3 year olds at bedtime. Math was the same as always. Boring, easy. SAGE, if I remember correctly, genuinly sucked ass. Science was OK, we just graded some paper (I think). I also got my grade card for the last semester. Here it is:

Class Teacher Grade Comments
Homeroom Brumfield - -
Physical Education Byrne A Super P.E. Student!
Speech Vogelaar A Pleasure to have in class; Positive class leader
Orchestra Hale A -
Communication Arts Peters B Showing improvement.
Math Sallee A Excellent work!
SAGE Pate A- Excellent work!; Improve self-discipline
Science Manchion A -


Eh, I'm such a great student. Mm hmm. :-D Alright, now I'm going to get to my field trip. Here we go:

We went skiing today. I've never put skiis on in my life. So, my friend Lauren and me, along with 8 other kids, took a lesson. It was easy crap. I just sucked. LOL. First of all, let me show you a little drawing in Paint I made of Snow Creek, the place where we skiied:


(please excuse the shitty drawing)


That should give you an idea. Anyway, I pretty much only skiied on the bunny hill by the rope tow. A rope tow is a rope that continually moves. You stand next to it, grab it, hold on, and ride it. It just about gives you whiplash, but you get good at it. Let me take you through my day: I get there with Lauren. We listen to this idiot talk about safety. We get boots and skiis, go outside, get in groups of 10, and start lessons. It was all stations. The first one was latching our boots onto our skiis. Easy. 2nd was getting up on a slight incline and riding down. We were hardly moving. 3rd was the "wedge", or where you spread your heels out and put the points of the skiis together. This is how you stop. This station I skipped. Whoops. :-) For the 4th, this guy taught us how to use the rope tow, and we went up about 15-20 feet and got off, then this chick told us we were just praticing the wedge at a higher level. So that was pointless. 5 was taking the rope tow a bit farther up, and learning how to turn by swerving through the cones. When I first started the lesson, I was heading to the 4th station, and the rope tow line was HUGE. I skipped the wedge thing, so I couldn't really stop that well. I kept knocking into people and I ended up knocking about 4 people over including myself. So I told Lauren screw this right now, let's go in the lodge. So I snapped off my skiis and Lauren and I went in with the teacher. We ate food and were merry. But I wanted to ski damnit, so I went back out without Lauren and got my skiis back on. I forgot my gloves. I thought "Fuck, it isn't THAT cold out." I'm riding a fricking rope tow. So, I try to get on at first and I took a dive. My hands were all red :-) So the guy held my skiis, and I got my gloves. I got back to the rope tow, and you know what? I kicked some major ass. I was good. I mean... I could stop! LOL. Anyway, I started getting used to the rope tow. I did stations 4 and 5 (look above in red for the stations), then said "I'm taking this bitch to the top." So, I rode the rope tow out to the very top. I rode down that bunny hill from the very top for about 5 hours straight. It was awesome. I did try doing the other part of the bunny hill, the really hilly part. So, I rode the Tiger Lift with Eric. We waited in line forever. Almost everyone from New Mark was behind us. I was about to get on, turned around, and said "Get ready to watch me fall." So I get on with Eric, we're talking, and we get to the top. He goes "Watch these people in front of us... see? Just push off." So I pushed off all right. But a tad too early. All of a sudden I take a dive and both my skiis are gone. The guy stops the entire Tiger Lift and everyone's staring at me. Suddenly Margo goes "GO BELINDA!!" Then pretty much everyone from New Mark started yelling and cheering. For what purpose, I'm not sure. It took me about 5 minutes to get my skiis back on because I kept sliding down the run. Finally I did it, and it was great. But it was the last time I would ever make contact with that damb Tiger Lift for the whole day. I loved going to the top of the regular bunny hill though. I could race with friends, I could do turns through the cones, and I could cross over before the cones and do the hilly part without riding that God-forsaken Tiger Lift. I did that all day. Heh, it got to where when I would come down the bunny hill, I'd be at full speed and just veer off and stop right in line to go back up again. It was cool. It also got to where the 6th graders from another school that was there would just tell the to go ahead of them. The only annoying thing that happened all day was that those retarded 6th graders couldn't figure out how to hold on to a rope and keep their skiis straight. So they'd fall. And they'd stay right in the middle of the rope tow track. Then the person behind them fell by either tripping on them or their skiis, which they'd left in the way because they're idiots. Finally I'd see someone fall 5 feet in front of me and yell "Get out of the way! Out out out out out, move!" and if they'd move, I'd tell them thanks, or if they didn't, I'd get my ass nice and wet and curse until I wanted to smack the kid that tripped me. Eventually we got the hang of it. Eventually. At one time, there we about 20 people on the lift. And every single one, including me, was on the ground. All our skiis were tangled up and shit. Not fun. I slid down going "Idiots, idiots, idiots..." and everyone else who had enough sense ot stay at the bottom was laughing. See, the way we all got piled up is a kid would trip. He'd be right in the way, and the dumbass who was getting on the rope lift decided that they'd try their luck at smashing into that kids big fat ass. So they'd hit each other. Then another kid would go, I guess he was telling himself that those two idiots would move in the space of about 8 seconds. Morons. Most of them were pretty cool. Another annoying thing is when kids would decide I'm gonna get off here, they'd take the rope with them for a bit, then let it go, letting it snap back. That rope is freaking heavy when there's no one in front of you to hold it up. So it would throw everyone off balance and most likely make them fall. I believe the quote for the day was when this kid took a dive on the rope tow and had his skiis all tangled in it, and I yelled "Move... move... out... go..." and he got them untangled right in time. And the quote is, when I turned around to the guy, I said:

"Hallelujah! Praise the lord! I LOVE YOU!"

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