So remember that science fair I was talking about the other day? Yeah well I went to it and it was soooooo boring and my poster board was pitiful compared to everyone else's there (including grade 7s!). So my partner and I were pretty convinced that we weren't gonna win and we kind of just wanted to get out of there. So they start announcing the intermidiate winners who are to go onto the regionals. We're standing there like "yeah yeah get it over with so we can peace out." So the woman goes: "Next we have 240-" and I'm thinking 'Don't say 7, DO NOT SAY 7! And what does she say? "7! Auditory Processing!" (yes that's my project). You should have seen my face! Both my partner and I let out a moan of unhappiness because now we have to do it AGAIN. Except this time it's for 3 days! Well 1 day of judging 2 days of other stuff. But still! We were so shocked, it was retarded! But now I feel pressured to make a better poster board because I don't want to be embarrassed again. I'm actually slightly proud of us, but at the same time shocked and kind of choked we have to do it again. If we make it to nationals I will be truly surprised.
On another not when I went snowboarding the other day I actually improved slightly. Even though everytime I got off the chair lift I fell over. There were only 3 times where I didn't fall over. The worst part was the chair lift guy at the top of the hill (the bunny hill let's make that clear) was totally hot, and totally french! So the very last time I ended up on the chair lift by myself and I was like "Ok I can't fall because it'll be 500 times more embarrassing without friends." So I get off the chair lift and I'm not falling and I go to stop and my board swings COMPLETELY around and I fall flat on my face. I looked back at him and he just gave me a sweet little smile and a shrug to go along. I wanted to die right then and there.
I have this giant bruise on my back from falling off a chair and it seriously hurts.
--McHannah
