This day (or yesterday) has been amazing, horrible, sad, awesome, thrilling, exciting, nervwrecking, sick, nice and a hundred other adjectives that my brain is to lazy to come up with right now.
It's 2:14 in the morning and I just came back in from talking with Daniel for about 2 hours straight. I'm going to miss him. a lot.
In 4 hours I'm on my way back to Norway. shitfuck.
Well, so... I took my first roller coaster today though at Six Flags, Magic Mountain. Or should I say roller coasterS. After taking the mummy ride at universal so many times that I've gotten bored of it, I decided that I was ready to try out the big scary tall looking things that drop you several several feet in the air just like that and spin you around like a rag doll.
I've always been deathly afraid of them, but now I just thought, what the heck. I need to live my life while I have it!
So without thinking I went into Revolution, the oldest and probably lamest ride there, just to start of easy. Afterwards I was going to try Tatsu!
I acted all confident and stuff but really I was gonna piss my pants.
Tatsu is the one where you hang like you're going to fly, facing down. I don't even know why I thought I was going to be able to do that as my second roller coaster ever. When we were about to go on after standing in line for an hour I freaked out, hyperventliated and almost fainted and everything so I just decided not to do it.
Right after I did The Riddler, Scream and Batman and those were pretty darn fun. Chelsea said they were even worse than Tatsu so I figured OH ok well then It's not a problem.
I went on it(Tatsu), it was fun(translated = scary as fuck). When we got off, GUESS WHAT I DID? I got sick and threw up.
and then I was done.
but yeah, at least I can say that I've improved my roller coaster mental illness thingy.
I'll give you a vid when I get it on my computer.
So after Magic Mountain, we went and ate at Claim Jumper. After that we went home, and I went outside to talk to Daniel. To say bye and all of that.
Of course when I get inside it really hit me that I was leaving and I just kinda broke down.
ZOMG, TMI (too much information.. translated for the less clever)
If you didnt notice, I'm overtired and has written a blog as long as the fifth Harry Potter book. almost.