people do this for fun?!

First off, keep in mind that I have never been a big fan of heights. My family can attest that the extent of my favorite Lagoon rides was the Scrambler, Puff the Magic Dragon and the highest I ever went was the SkyRide-even that one terrified me!

I can thank cousins Ashley and Brittany for helping, well forcing me to throw aside my fears and ride Screamin at California Adventures at the ripe old age of 12. They were both at least 4 years younger than me and I couldn't let them know I hadn't even ever gone on the old White Rollercoaster at Lagoon.

And now, at six flags I had the time of my life! On Tatsu (above) you fly like superman, relying solely on the safety restraints. While Ben was looking into the eyes of death with complete and utter happiness, I was terrified and fighting it to the bitter end. Hopefully this isn't an indication of how things will be when we really are dying... Well yes for Ben, but for me? Shutter.

The next near death experience was X2. This is my favorite picture of Ben ever! If I looked scared on Tatsu, he looked mortified on this one:) Neither one of us screamed for very long, the ride took our breath away and it was dificult to get any air past the stomach that was lurching in our throats. Oh and pardon my immodesty in this photo. I was rapidly approaching death and keeping my shorts down was the last thing on my mind. It was more on how on earth my sweaty palms were going to continue holding onto the handgrabs.

My favorite thing about Six Flags was that I learned that Ben is actually scared of heights too! He didn't put on this macho-guy show (but wasn't a sissy-boy either) which I really appreciated, it made me feel much less like a coward. Good thing Kirt, Ben's dad, told him to scream on scary rides or else I think he would've exploded:D

i've taken my "chill-pill"

a new school year, basically a new life.

Okay, maybe that's a bit dramatic. But really, I have had to change a lot this year and it's only the second week. I've always lived close enough to campus that I could leave 5 minutes before class and I could make it on time. now I have to adapt to a bus schedule. Yuk! Buses don't wait even just one more minute. Buses don't let you out right where you need/want to be. It's all on their time table. And I don't like having zero control over my schedule.

I've always been slightly anal about this kind of thing but now trying to adapt I'm noticing that it's slowing down my life. Last year and even this summer has been a constant rush. But now when I'm waiting at the bus stop or just sitting on the bus-waiting for Franni to take her coffee break when I'm losing valuable time to get to class- it's forcing me to just relax and take a "chill-pill." Surprisingly enough, I kind of like it. Sure it's frustrating but it forces me to be organized in a different kind of way. I'm definitely hoping it comes in handy one day.

there's my venting for the month.