Dear Friends,
So, like after an hour or so, Mike’s class ended and we all were prepared for our highlight of the day, the time that we looked forward to. It was time to go to WHIRLYBALL, a place where “Bumper cars is kind of mixed with basketball and football”. It’s kind of hard to explain in writing, or (typing per se). So when we arrived to this place called WHIRLYBALL, we all were pretty eager to start playing because of our competitive personalities were pretty edgy at this point.
So after we actually start WHIRLYBALL, Nate and his posse which consists of (Stephen Rivero, Andres Villatoro, and Michael Steinsland) Takes the lead to create a team by the name of “TEAM KILLER PITHON” which actually has no meaning and is very much lacking intimidation, but they get into these cars and try to dominate every team that steps on the court. (See there were two options of car colors) Red and Black. The red cars were really fast and on the other hand the black cars were kind of not so fast. Nate’s team stayed in the red cars which was a huge disadvantage obviously.
So after a couple rounds of driving around, the staff comes with some pizza, and it was soooooo good. There were 3 choices, Cheese, Pepperoni, and Sausage. I ate so much. I was having the very perfect day at this point. Just as I thought my day would never decrease in excitement and joy it did. I encountered a very unfortunate series of events. Even typing it would not explain this situation well enough. See it kind of started with me having faith in a chair, and believing that the properties of gravity and the principles of the chair would hold me up as I eased in for a comfortable seating position. I knew that the 4 legs appeared sturdy enough to support my weight just as every other chair appears to be safe. So I go in and take a seat and the chair just collapses. It was excruciating pain, and furthermore I was pretty embarrassed. Not only at the fact that I was probably experiencing one of the most excruciating pains I ever felt in my life, but also at the fact that my face was kinda smuggled into Liz Brundige’s body. It was just as weird and uncomfortable as it sounds. So after this incident, My day was downcast and melancholy. I had shins that ached like crazy and my character was embarrassed.
After coming back from Whirlyball, we had a class hosted by none other than Audrey Hickman, and Kirsten Aho. It was a pretty fun classed because it was interactive. The only thing is I kind of forgot what the class was about in general, all I remember is acting like a angel in a skit. Later as the day winded down, we had Cell groups and played a really intense game of spoons, where Nate Irvine (THE NATHAN IRVINE) literally tackled someone for a spoon just so he wouldn’t be out the game. ( I won’t go into detail because I don’t have much time but just to wrap it up it was a Really really intense game. After all the day was over, we ended with dinner which was hamburgers and some other stuff, like hotdogs, and some other stuff I can’t remember. Then I went to my apartment, which I share with my cell group and we ate some junk food until we couldn’t consume anymore and we went to sleep.


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