My Memory Log

#five rollercoaster

When I was in show choir we went to Lake Compounce in Connecticut (I have no idea how compounce is spelled and tbh, I don't really care.) for a field trip after we went to a competition. 

We had to split into groups of four and I had no friends at all and was basically left to wonder all around by myself before 

LOW AND BEHOLD

a group of three popular girls in my class needed a fourth and asked me to join them while we were in the parking lot and I literally thanked God and Jesus right there because I was almost forced to hang out with my sister. 

We ended up grouping with this group of four other girls so I felt really popular because I was hanging out at an amusement park with seven popular girls at my school. It was pretty chill.

So we went on a whole crap load of rides and we had fun and then we decided to go on the Zoomerang. It was a new roller coaster and hadn't been there for a while and the line wasn't long and it looked really fun and I had never been on a roller coaster before and was pretty hype. 

So each cart held four people and five people in my group, including me, were the only brave ones who wanted to go. So I was feeling all high and mighty and I was tall enough to go on even though I was probs 48 inches and probably still am.

Well we all got to the front within two minutes, which should probably be a warning sign but oh well xD, and then we found out one of us couldn't be in a cart with everyone else and it was a unanimous decision I had no say in that I would be the one all alone... reminds me of January 3rd this year when my friends stuck me in the trunk of my church teacher's car because there wasn't enough seats in her car for all of us... I just realized how depressing my life is. 

they all apologized and gave me pity faces like the popular ***** they were but I just shrugged them off and walked away like it didn't hurt my self esteem and make me feel worthless and probably isn't one of the leading causes of my current depressed state...

*cries*

back to the story: 

so I was stuck going on my first ever roller coaster by myself and for some crappy reason decided to sit in a cart with two teenage girls and one teenage boy, sitting next to one of the girls. 

They ride started and I literally just sat there and the teenage boy started to make noises as the cart-thing started to move backwards up this huge maybe 50ft platform, probably most likely a lot more. (idk how tall xD) 

Then he said something to the girl next to him that for some strange reason I remember the fact her name was Kailey (yet I can't remember the name of the song I listened to religiously when I was ten -_-) 

He was all like, "KAILEY CALL MY MOTHER AND TELL HER I LOVE HER"

and shouting a bunch of crap like that.

Then the cart released and we started flying forward and there's literally no way to tell what's going on with how fast it is and him and the two girls were screaming bloody murder and I was just sitting there quiet as hell and wondering if there was something wrong with the fact that I wasn't screaming even though I was traveling 487520938475038945 miles per hour while being upside down. 

Then it started to slow down but I realized we weren't at the end. We were literally going on a steep hill upwards and I didn't understand HOW. And then we reached the top-ish (we were in some random cart in the middle of the giant moving cart so not the top) and then we started to redo the entire course BACKWARDS. so now we were going 487520938475038945 miles upside down and backwards. . . 

But I was still a freaking mouse not saying anything. I literally remember not even thinking it was scary. Literally what was wrong with me Dx

But I also remember it being a really awesome memory because I sat on a roller coaster with three teenagers that were maybe 18 when I was 10 and they were freaking out and screaming and crying and I was acting like I was watching an episode of how I met your mother: interesting but not enough to get to all riled up like watching an episode of Friends. 

Not gonna lie though, when *himym spoiler starts* Marshall's father died *himym spoiler ends* I cried so hard. . . 

So after I got off and reunited with the 2k16 whore squad (at least I'm pretty sure they're all whores. At least one of them lost her virginity this year since her boyfriend has admitted it and has also said he wasn't her first o.o) DRAMA

Welp, we decided to go on again but one of them chickened out, I think it was Miranda the-perfect-princess-with-no-flaws-and-her-voice-is-so-fricken-beautiful-and-she-skipped-a-grade-and-she-is-a-amazing-dancer-too-and-might-as-well-be-a-comedian-to-add-on-to-her-lame-arse-ego. 

(I love how all this pent up rage is being spit out during one of my favorite memories xD)

Anywho I'm getting so off track but I love to call out on all the people who contributed to my current self-hating state c:

We ended up sitting in the front cart, me and I think this girl named Abby in the literally front-front. And we were kind of freaking because we were in the front and at one point would be the highest in the air. 

The women running it assured us we were probs in the best seat of the entire thing because most of the blows went to those in the middle (haha the girls sat in the exactly in the middle seat when we all went on the first time and I fine pride in that)

so it was way better than the first time and I was still quiet but being that I ended up literally at the top and a whole crap load of feet in the air, I felt like I was flying and it was this amazing experience I'll never forget. 

Here's a video of what it looked from my perspective on my second ride: