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Ok, this is just for the sake of science:
In other news, I went to the Great Escape on Saturday with my brother and his girlfriend. It was about 96 degrees. After being there for about 20 minutes I started to get dizzy, so I left them in line for a roller coaster and went to get some water. On my way to water I got light headed and fainted (and by fainted I mean I got dizzy, my head hurt and I couldn't see straight, thus causing me to fall down) . . . twice. That's right, I fell flat on my face two times in a row. Once I got some water in me I felt ok, but it really sucked. Both of my knees are really cut up and soar, I have a tiny cut on my chin, one on my hip, and couple of tiny cuts and bruises on the palm of my hands. So yeah. THAT was fun. Now I am really sore and disgusting, and covered in giant bandaids, thus causing me to walk like Frankenstein/Al Gore.
Another fun fact about the Great Escape is that we got to go because Erin (my brother's gf) works with someone who had three tickets she couldn't use, so she sold them to us. It was some special day and it came with a free lunch. Ok. So, we discovered it was GLORY DAY . . . that's right, the park was crawling in Christians. They were everywhere, but much like Canadians in the fact that they blended in with the crowd unless they were wearing some ridiculous t-shirt or something of the like. So really, it didn't seem much different than any other day at the Great Escape . . . until the free lunch. We were herded like cattle through this buffet line and then forced to sit in a pavilion with long picnic tables and a stage. That's right, a stage. Hello Christian rock music while we eat! People were singing along and clapping and pounding the tables . . . needless to say, we were afraid for our lives. One event of there's, which we unfortunately missed because we were either in the water park or riding a tiny train, was "The Faster Pastor Race", in which Pastors race eachother in go-carts. Well done, Christians, well done.
Last night my mother had the WONDERFUL idea of rescuing my sister and all of her kids who are with her for a few days from their trailer, because it has no electricity, meaning no air conditioning or lights or tv or civilization. SO there are currently five children, my sister, and myself in my small apartment, and I have no where to run. My mom went to work, and I have to take some of these people back to the trailer on my way to work, but I can't fit all of them. All I know is that my injured self had to sleep on the couch, and this does not please me.
However, nothing matters because I am going to see my BABY tomorrow!!!!!!!!!! YAY!
In other news, I went to the Great Escape on Saturday with my brother and his girlfriend. It was about 96 degrees. After being there for about 20 minutes I started to get dizzy, so I left them in line for a roller coaster and went to get some water. On my way to water I got light headed and fainted (and by fainted I mean I got dizzy, my head hurt and I couldn't see straight, thus causing me to fall down) . . . twice. That's right, I fell flat on my face two times in a row. Once I got some water in me I felt ok, but it really sucked. Both of my knees are really cut up and soar, I have a tiny cut on my chin, one on my hip, and couple of tiny cuts and bruises on the palm of my hands. So yeah. THAT was fun. Now I am really sore and disgusting, and covered in giant bandaids, thus causing me to walk like Frankenstein/Al Gore.
Another fun fact about the Great Escape is that we got to go because Erin (my brother's gf) works with someone who had three tickets she couldn't use, so she sold them to us. It was some special day and it came with a free lunch. Ok. So, we discovered it was GLORY DAY . . . that's right, the park was crawling in Christians. They were everywhere, but much like Canadians in the fact that they blended in with the crowd unless they were wearing some ridiculous t-shirt or something of the like. So really, it didn't seem much different than any other day at the Great Escape . . . until the free lunch. We were herded like cattle through this buffet line and then forced to sit in a pavilion with long picnic tables and a stage. That's right, a stage. Hello Christian rock music while we eat! People were singing along and clapping and pounding the tables . . . needless to say, we were afraid for our lives. One event of there's, which we unfortunately missed because we were either in the water park or riding a tiny train, was "The Faster Pastor Race", in which Pastors race eachother in go-carts. Well done, Christians, well done.
Last night my mother had the WONDERFUL idea of rescuing my sister and all of her kids who are with her for a few days from their trailer, because it has no electricity, meaning no air conditioning or lights or tv or civilization. SO there are currently five children, my sister, and myself in my small apartment, and I have no where to run. My mom went to work, and I have to take some of these people back to the trailer on my way to work, but I can't fit all of them. All I know is that my injured self had to sleep on the couch, and this does not please me.
However, nothing matters because I am going to see my BABY tomorrow!!!!!!!!!! YAY!