My family decided to go skiing. I don't know what was worse: the ice chunks flying into my face, my mother complaining about how much skiing sucked and how much her legs hurt, her falling over every five minutes, or my OWN burning legs.
Then, as my brother and I are going down the mountain, I lose my balance on a turn and fall over. I get up, and slowly complete the turn. BAM!!!!! This snowboarder takes me out. My legs fly into the air, and I lose one of my skis. He rolls down the hill and when he comes up, can't move his arm. Since he was uphill and I was downhill, it's his fault.
I am accident prone. When I was eight, I wasn't paying attention and ran into a garbage can. I've gotten my foot stuck in the tire rim of my bike when I was six, and I've face-planted off a six-foot-five person. Now, this snowboarder hits me. Only me... confused
Azzy-chan89 · Mon Feb 12, 2007 @ 06:08pm · 0 Comments |