So today we had Chinese yo-yo class at the track of Canyon Vista Middle School because... never mind.
There was this high school frisbee team there already, so we kind of scooted over to not disturb their... frisbee throwing.
Anyway, Michelle has been saying that she could run a mile in under 5 minutes. So today I finally got the chance to... let her... prove it. I told her to run around the track 4 times, and she says, "no." And I ask, "why?" and she's like, "um..." So I take it that she can't. You know another funny joke she said (and she was serious)? "A kid in my second grade class at my old school could run 5 miles in less than 2 minutes." Less than 2 hours, yeah, but NOT 2 minutes.
I decided to take my shoes off, but the track was burning. Fine with me. It felt nice on my bare feet. It wasn't THAT hot, just kind of summer-y. Reminded me that the year isn't always winter.
After this beserk-ly horrible 'practice' (broken up with breaks of hurdle-jumping and races) our yo-yo teacher was suddenly very generous and made her friend go out to buy ice cream for us at H-E-B. Which took like 30 minutes. (Really. Cause she went to the one by her house and not the one just around the corner.)
So anyway there's this wall like 6 feet tall and I was the only one who could climb it. I got up there and they were all like, "No fair!" so they cheated. Then they couldn't really get down so well (remember, this wall is around 6 feet tall) so the boys all went down the easy way, which is turn around and lower yourself down. But Michelle and I went down the daring way- just jumping down onto the gravel. I was bare-footed, but no worries, it only hurts for about 5 minutes and leaves a few scratches every time you do it.
Anyway, we were eating ice cream up on the wall (my 6th time climbing up there) and I was looking at all the kites on the other side of the field. I noticed this fairly impressive one, so I asked Michelle who she thought it belonged to. I pointed to it before drinking a lot of water, and she was like, "That's a bird!" I cracked up at my mistake... But the bad thing was that the water in my mouth bursted out like 3 feet in front of me and Max said, "Ew! Drool!" which made me crack up even more. Oh, if I fell, Humpty Dumpty... crack up... never mind. I have such a dry sense of humour. If I have one. Which I don't.
So Michelle scooted over to sit by her brother, and I noticed that where she was sitting there was a wet spot.
"Whoa, Michelle... weren't you just sitting there?"
"That is water. Not _ _ _."
Yeah, I was hoping so.
And there ends the boring-ness of my Chinese yo-yo class.
