First of all Happy Valentines Day :) .. Now back to me. I would talk about my Friday and Saturday since I didn't blog on those days but its pretty much all boring stuff..studied bla bla bla class dinner yada yada watched a movie (which sucked by the way) and now we're at SUNDAY!
(well we were when I began writing this blog..really now we're on Tuesday ahha)The most romantic day of the year and my anti-valentines day girlfriend and I appropriately plan to jump out of a plane together. Whoever knows me knows that I have been wanting and planning to sky dive for six years now. First I wasn't old enough, then I had no money, then it rained, and this year again it rained, sooo I re-scheduled it this year to Valentines day; granted I didn't even realize the "holiday" when I chose the day.
Anyways, the spectators consisted of my ten year old brother, my best friend and her on again off again boyfriend; the jumpers: my princess and I. She had decided to jump spontaneously one day and I was skeptical of her even going through with it until honestly the last minute. After we drove for a good while passing caution of "mexican-family-reunions crossing the freakin' highway" signs, making a left at a light and then a right at a dirt road and another left at a street with virtually no name and no existance on a map; we arrived. The guy immediately handed us forms telling us to, and I quote, "sign our lives away," I didn't find that humorous in the least. We signed, and went up the creaking steps to pay. Princess immediately had to urinate and excused herself to the restroom, where she spends most of her life pee-ing out the gallons upon gallons of water she drinks a day, and I took the opportunity to pay for the both of us as a Valentines gift. Even after she came back and saw my credit card being charged for the full double amount, she still proceeded to hand the Bulgarian receptionist her credit card..yeah, I don't know.
Anyways, we went back down where our admirers were walking around looking at the planes, and chose our three songs..1. beginning to the plane 2. 40 sec free fall 3. 7min parachute ride to the end. It came as no surprise that she chose all rock songs, yes she is my rock princess; and that I chose an array of lyrically comical songs: 1. tell me when to go (e40) 2. staying alive (bee gees) 3. my life be like ooh ahh (grits). Well let me tell you, from the beginning my "instructor" with whom I was tandem jumping, was, well, lets just say, too layed back. As my gf got a full review of the steps needed to be taken in the plane and in the air, my guy was eating a sub. A full, tomato, lettuce whatever kind of meat he had on there, subway foot long sub, all the way till it was time for us to jump..when he threw out whatever he didn't finish out the doorless, wireless, safeless, excuse for a plane we were in. So, tell me when to go? No no, there was none of that, no plan, no steps, nothing. He pretty much treated me like the remains of his breadless sub, once he was ready to throw it out he did, ohh yeah, he did.
The thing is, the first time he jokingly pushed me as if we were to fall right then and there, ha, funny, I'm not even ready, and the second time, I still wasn't re...there I go. Out of the plane. They told us to smile so the skin off our cheeks wouldn't go flying in all different direction..easier said then done. It was soo windy I couldn't even breathe let alone try to pose for the annoying little camera I decided to pay extra for. All in all it was amazing, the entire experience..especially when I looked up and saw my princess with a RAINBOW colored parachute.
After we landed, the "group" of people watching us drove us back to the main building where we proceeded to watch what we all agreed was the funniest thing we've seen, probably, ever. Well first, was my baby's video, it was awesome. She looked great, she did all the right things, all the right moves and smiled brilliantly; pretty much all of the reasons I'm with her in the first place aha. No, seriously though, her video should be one of their commercial ones. And thenn, there was mine. Wow. Those facial expressions I don't know where they came from, I really truly dont, so don't ask me. I was like a frightened fish gulping for air attempting to smile while my cheeks were sky diving right beside me. I've watched it twice, and cried from laughter virtually every time.
AH, what a perfect thing to do on Valentines day.
People throughout the day, including the couple we were with, continued to ask us what we were doing for Valentines day, AFTER knowing we had just skydived..we jumped out of a plane together, what the fuck are you doing?!
:) After, we went to my moms to drop off my brother, eat and show our videos again, and then headed straight home. The whole thing took probably an hour or so, but it had drained us both. I had homework to do and princess went grocery shopping..all by herself. She's a big kid now.
And so, that was all. Monday I got up early to "babysit" aka help the mom organize the house, and then had a "hair appointment."
Now, believe it or not, the best part of my entire weekend was Monday afternoon and on. The weather was perfect, the cat was calm and my baby was loving. Calm, peaceful, loving, perfect.
I wrote about an essay's worth of "blog material" and doubt anyone will actually even read it,
so time to stop I think,
adios muthafuckaaaaaa
itsmilana
Anyways, the spectators consisted of my ten year old brother, my best friend and her on again off again boyfriend; the jumpers: my princess and I. She had decided to jump spontaneously one day and I was skeptical of her even going through with it until honestly the last minute. After we drove for a good while passing caution of "mexican-family-reunions crossing the freakin' highway" signs, making a left at a light and then a right at a dirt road and another left at a street with virtually no name and no existance on a map; we arrived. The guy immediately handed us forms telling us to, and I quote, "sign our lives away," I didn't find that humorous in the least. We signed, and went up the creaking steps to pay. Princess immediately had to urinate and excused herself to the restroom, where she spends most of her life pee-ing out the gallons upon gallons of water she drinks a day, and I took the opportunity to pay for the both of us as a Valentines gift. Even after she came back and saw my credit card being charged for the full double amount, she still proceeded to hand the Bulgarian receptionist her credit card..yeah, I don't know.
Anyways, we went back down where our admirers were walking around looking at the planes, and chose our three songs..1. beginning to the plane 2. 40 sec free fall 3. 7min parachute ride to the end. It came as no surprise that she chose all rock songs, yes she is my rock princess; and that I chose an array of lyrically comical songs: 1. tell me when to go (e40) 2. staying alive (bee gees) 3. my life be like ooh ahh (grits). Well let me tell you, from the beginning my "instructor" with whom I was tandem jumping, was, well, lets just say, too layed back. As my gf got a full review of the steps needed to be taken in the plane and in the air, my guy was eating a sub. A full, tomato, lettuce whatever kind of meat he had on there, subway foot long sub, all the way till it was time for us to jump..when he threw out whatever he didn't finish out the doorless, wireless, safeless, excuse for a plane we were in. So, tell me when to go? No no, there was none of that, no plan, no steps, nothing. He pretty much treated me like the remains of his breadless sub, once he was ready to throw it out he did, ohh yeah, he did.
The thing is, the first time he jokingly pushed me as if we were to fall right then and there, ha, funny, I'm not even ready, and the second time, I still wasn't re...there I go. Out of the plane. They told us to smile so the skin off our cheeks wouldn't go flying in all different direction..easier said then done. It was soo windy I couldn't even breathe let alone try to pose for the annoying little camera I decided to pay extra for. All in all it was amazing, the entire experience..especially when I looked up and saw my princess with a RAINBOW colored parachute.
After we landed, the "group" of people watching us drove us back to the main building where we proceeded to watch what we all agreed was the funniest thing we've seen, probably, ever. Well first, was my baby's video, it was awesome. She looked great, she did all the right things, all the right moves and smiled brilliantly; pretty much all of the reasons I'm with her in the first place aha. No, seriously though, her video should be one of their commercial ones. And thenn, there was mine. Wow. Those facial expressions I don't know where they came from, I really truly dont, so don't ask me. I was like a frightened fish gulping for air attempting to smile while my cheeks were sky diving right beside me. I've watched it twice, and cried from laughter virtually every time.
AH, what a perfect thing to do on Valentines day.
People throughout the day, including the couple we were with, continued to ask us what we were doing for Valentines day, AFTER knowing we had just skydived..we jumped out of a plane together, what the fuck are you doing?!
:) After, we went to my moms to drop off my brother, eat and show our videos again, and then headed straight home. The whole thing took probably an hour or so, but it had drained us both. I had homework to do and princess went grocery shopping..all by herself. She's a big kid now.
And so, that was all. Monday I got up early to "babysit" aka help the mom organize the house, and then had a "hair appointment."
Now, believe it or not, the best part of my entire weekend was Monday afternoon and on. The weather was perfect, the cat was calm and my baby was loving. Calm, peaceful, loving, perfect.
I wrote about an essay's worth of "blog material" and doubt anyone will actually even read it,
so time to stop I think,
adios muthafuckaaaaaa
itsmilana
