A day at perfect north slopes with $7.50 in my pocket.

Today I went with my friends Aidan, Avery and Joey to Perfect North Slopes. We were there for like 6 hours we went snowboarding and skiing. We went down two blackdiamonds and 1 bluediamond. But the funny part was lunch when we had snowboarded for like 3 hours we went inside. I asked "what do you have for lunch.?" and he replied "A turkey sandwich you???" I said "I have seven bucks so i don't know" Than I proceeded to walk over to the cafeteria and buy my self a meatball hoagie($5.00) and a box of fries ($2.00) I had brought gatorade so i was all set.!!! than the not so fun part we were going to go down "clyde's super slide" and we were waiting for Aidan's dad so we could go we see him coming down green lifts and right as he's coming this little kid come's and decided's hey I wanna cut this guy. So he proceeds to push me down at the WRONG TIME I fall aand Aidan's dad comes flyin down the hill and hits me his ski tip went under my head and his metal boot colides with my head. Well evan with the not on my head it was a fun day!.

basketball

Well I play for the upward basketball program. My team is the Heat and were pretty dominate 3-1 we just lost our first game this saturday. But this team was cheating all the way . There was this kid named Chipper i think thats what the thing was called. He was pulling moving picks (if you don't know what that is its a pick where you keep running and pushing the person). I didn't know what his problem was and why the refs didn't call it but I found out later. the ref was his dad I was MAD really MAD think about it your already ticked that your team lost and than some crackpot and his son start cheating. Ya we lost by 1 and I had a rebound which is amazing saying that i'm like a foot shorter than every1 else. The funny thing was that I kept hearing my mom yelling hey number 33 it's not football!!!!!! and hey go back to football linebacker.

Learning tree

Ya I know it's kinda an odd name (I'm with ya there). Well let's get over the name and go on to the higher qualities. Well my classes are pretty good (when I say pretty I mean it!).

My classes are
Inventors
Art
Fencing (any boy would favor this class so i'm not alone!)
Blood & guts
We go there every monday for 4 & 1/2 hours

sleding with no snow

The other day we were bored out of our skulls decided to do something crazy. So us liking crazyness decided to go sleding down the stairs!. It was really fun we piled a bunch of pillows at the bottem of the stairs and went sledin. The best thing was getting air off the top step the only bad thing was that we had to wear like a size helmet made for 6 year olds. Ya it was really fun

how much parents protect you

I am going to winter jam this saturday with my friend and than sleeping over at his house. They go to our church and his dad helps with the youth program(renamed ducttape mofia). So i'm all excited and my mom says I don't know his family well. So she continues to go online and search his dad on google to be sure he doesn't have any police records. So that my friends is how protective a parent can be.

how to sk8 and look great.....not really

The other day, yes when it was like 10 degrees out side me and my bro decided as the idiots we are that we wanted to go skate in the driveway. But the thing is we didn't think we stood out enough so I went inside and grabed a plastic uncle sam hat. We would skate and when a car was driving by I woud yell I WANT YOU and the people would laugh and drive away. that my friends is why you should always wear an uncle Sam hat in public.

how to summorize my life by injurys.

I think anyone that knows me will know that I get hurt ALOT. When I was 15 months and I was just learning to walk I decided that the grill was so cool. But it was the opposite of cool
(as in cold). After the humiliation of walking around with my arms cloaked in bandages with mittens on my hands. I decided huh maybe I don't like the grill. After the bandages came off I went with my family to my aunt's house. I was so excited because I hadn't seen her for sooo long. We were there and, oh my gosh look at that awesome dog. I went over to pet the dog and WHAM I was picked up and swun around like a rag dog in the hands of a toddler. I had stitches for a while. My mom always says that all I could say was bbbbad ggog. So I was two I got a mini trampoline for Christmas and right away decided awesome I'm gonna do a flip. So I then prepared myself. I jumped up and down like an athlete preparing for the biggest game of his life. I wound up and crack-nailed my nose on my wooden toy box.
I had a break from the emergency room for awhile and I liked it. Then when I was nine, two things happend that hurt. I was playing on my first fastpitch baseball team I was playing catcher and we were losing and our pitcher was not doing to well so he was mad. He threw the ball as fast as he could and BAM the ball hit me right in the part of the knee that isn't covered. The other thing that was painful happend at the crappiest hotel imaginable. There was a pool but it was cloaked in stuff that I hope was mud. Most of the games in the gameroom were broken. But the playset (the kind that Mcdonalds has) was the worst part. They had plastic twisty ties holding the beast together. That is where the problem struck. I was playing tag with my bros and I ran to this awesome hiding spot. I was almost there and I heard this noise - the noise I had heard way to many times. The sound of tearing fleath I looked down and CRAP my knee was gushing blood. I ran outside yelling for my mom. She found me and butterflied my knee shut. When I was ten I was on a trampoline (yep again) I got my legs caught in the springs and I fell and smacked my head on the metal bar CONCUSSION. When I was 11 I was wrestling with my cousins and I jumped off my bed to get something and I hit my head on the drywall over hang of the ceiling. Staples. Another thing that happend was just a while ago when I broke my elbow. Read the story (broken elbow) for more info. So ya you can kinda summarize my life by injuries.

p.s. in the dog story I spelled it gog on purpose.