Aaah...good times

I feel like I'm going insanse with posting, I should at least limit myself to one post a day. But I guess since I didn't post for months I'm just catching up. I just really like this video. It makes me laugh. If you listen closely the whole thing is explained in the video.

Summer is about Survival

I feel angry and I want to fight someone. My back is KILLING me cause I got punched and pushed at least a hundred times in soccer tonight. Some blond girl seriously punched my back as if I were a boxing bag.

I also want to kill someone. I do have someone in mind. It was this other girl in soccer who was a dirty player, I only went up against her once and that was enough to invoke "killing chrissy" personality. All I could think the whole game was how much I hated her. This isn't a regular reaction for me but I kind of like how it feels.

This is a pic of my team 4 years ago, I have no pictures of the current team because they never show up. I don't even know who really is on the team. Usually we have a few Mexicans join. Also we have boys on our team.

Hike club is in full swing. It is deffinatley a different year. I am a co-founder and you would think it a position of power and authority. I've held this position for 4 years, I have experience, yet feel no respect. My job has become one of transporting cargo. Which means I'm not allowed to do anything dangerous or fun just because I have a child on my back. And if I do something in the gray area (always gray, I would never go black bc once you do you'll never go back) which to me looks totally white, I am treated like a 5 year old that bit a baby (which I have done before only I was older). I can't coax kids into crawling through pipes, I can't rock climb and I can't look at rattlesnakes. My hands are tied. The only part of me allowed to function naturally is my autonomic nervous system (ANS). Everything else is under strict orders.

The following is a picture of hike club 4 years ago. I have no pictures of the current club, but I will.

Hike Club has risks:

Luckily Danielle has a brain and stopped before the ice bridge gave way and she fell into the river below that dissapeared under the snow for 50 yards.

Timp caves are dangerous as well, I lost my leg.

If you ever hike Timp #1 take something warm for the top #2 don't take short-cuts (ask Danielle and Val) and #3 please look for the rock that went up Danielle's wazoo. She carried it for an hour then carelessy left it after a bathroom break.