Day 18 – A picture of your biggest insecurity.
If you know me, you know I adore rollercoasters. One of my biggest dreams (uh, fun dreams. not like, this is what I want to do with my life dreams.) is to go on the Intimidator (can’t spell it, though.) up in Virginia. It’s like the most massive rollercoaster ever. I LOVE them. But what I hate is giant swings. There’s something about being pulled up and dangling there and then the free fall and it’s making me shudder to write this. I went on the one at the Wilds in the summer of ’09 with Kaylene, and Sara Beam videoed it for us and she was like “Everyone could tell you were TERRIFIED.” I never screamed, but I was almost sobbing and I was visibly shaking and it was just FREAKY. I’m never going on that again. Ever. Or any swing like it. *shudders. I watched the video of it a few days ago and it just brought back scary memories.
“Hey you know what we should do? We should make this giant swing that takes you up like 80 feet and then just drops you making you feel you’re going to smash into the pavement and die. Plus it makes you feel like your stomach is in your head somewhere.”
I hate giant swings.