Finally, I could sit back in the black leather car seat and just relax. I had been overwhelmed from the days before and just wanted to snuggle up in my warm soft bed at home. Even though the past few days had been the best part of my summer, I was ecstatic to be driving back to my town to get back to my conventional life that I had left for the weekend. The weekend all commenced when Michael and I got off work/football practice and decided to drive down to stay with my mom. Usually plans like this don’t work because there’s always some sort of conflict, but luckily, this time, there was not. My heart was already racing because of all the fun things we had scheduled for the next few days. By the time we got down to Des Moines it was roughly 10 o’clock and I was absolutely fatigued. I pulled the jersey knit sheet, which was the softest thing ever, over my head and passed out before I knew it. …show more content…
I was so excited for the new experience! We drove there and the line to get into parking was huge. We probably waited there for as long as we waited in line for a roller coaster. It was crazy, but I guess I couldn’t expect any different. I looked to the left of me where the roller coasters were peaking high over the trees around. I heard the cheerful screams of other people with the smell of corn dogs, funnel cakes, and a faint bit of tobacco from outside the gates. “I want to go on that one first”, I told Michael as I was pointing to the large ride that drops straight down. We headed over to the ride I requested and stood in line for a
When I stepped out of the door on that Saturday morning the weather could not have been any better. The sun had only been in the sky for a few hours so the air was still cool. The mix of sunshine and a slight breeze hit my face at the same moment and it felt superb. The short walk across the driveway that I had to take to get in car felt like ages.
After eating our sack lunches, our group of five decided to enter the park. I can hear the roller coaster tracks and machinery almost sounding like a train, watching the faces of the people. After...
He was right about how crowded it would be. When we go there people were walking in the street and cars were moving so slowly. I was only eight and not very tall, so it was hard to see over the people who crowded the street. Finally we got to the entrance, and then we went to our seats after we handed in our tickets. We had tickets that were for seats far back, and it seemed like I climbed forever to get to them. When we got there I realized that even though we were at the upper
The entire lot is packed to the brim and the streets lined with cars. All of the giant machines are glistening in the distance. Gaining ground brings the echoing of earsplitting, fear induced screams to the ear. As the entrance becomes visible a particular smell arises, that brings back wonderful memories. The carnival is always engulfed in the wonderful aroma of sizzling deep fried batter sprinkled with a sweet, snow like versions of sugar. Once a whiff of the succulent concoction known as a funnel cake has been inhaled the visibility of excitement begins to pour out and aura of anticipation start to become heavy. Walking through the gates into lights that begin to blind but they do so elegantly with a sparkling of all colors of the rainbow. After the eyes adjust it is time for a plan to be made. The questions that need to be addressed are: Where to go first? What to ride? So many choices make it insanely hard to decide so a gut decision is the only
It’s September of 2009, the semi-truck is sitting outside with all of our belongings in it, like an airplane waiting to take us away. Today is gloomy and raining as usual, but I know I’m going to miss it. The sun has started going down; we all get into the vehicles we’re designated. Me, my Dad, and Jade our Boxer into the truck, Mom Jaycee and the other animals into the car, and my Aunt Tina and Grandma into their suburban. It’s bitter sweet, I am so excited to go to a new city, new state, new everything, but I’m leaving behind everyone I grew up with. My closest friends who thought I was funny, not weird. Who I consider my brother, Daniel, and my mom’s side of the family all left behind. We begin driving, the truck brakes releasing
Well, after many, many grueling hours, we finally arrive home! The trip is over and it was amazing. I cant’ believe how fun it was. I unpack my stuff from the inner surface of the van. I walk up my stone sidewalk and to my wooden front door. I wait for my parents to open it, and then I walk home and smell the familiar sent of my house. I get settled in. I get out of my clothes into new ones. I settle down, and I shortly go to sleep. The trip is over, and it was great.
It was really packed. As we walked in we had to pay for our tickets. My mother gave the front office clerk money so we could purchase the tickets, which came out to sixty dollars. My eyes started to sparkle as soon as we walked in. There were so may rollercoasters and food.
But finally, after a what seemed to be an endless trip, we have finally arrived. Julio jumps out and unchains the trailer and lets me out. I jump out, excited to see what city I am in today, and I am blinded at first by the sunlight. My eyes finally adjust, but I am in shock and full of excitement.
Never ending queues weaved and meandered through the swarm of people away from the attractions in a random route. People, families, boyfriends and girlfriends stand idle and lethargic, waiting in line patiently for the hurricanes of fear and enjoyment to ride upon them, listening to the squeals of both horror and excitement increasing in volume as the ride turns and twists, goes round the loop-de-loop and curves in every direction.
I was so excited for this trip because I haven't been to the
The car was hot and stuffy when I slipped back into the driver's seat. I found the most depressing music I owned and drove out of Glenwood as the sun started to set. Two more hours until I was home, two more hours of thinking what a terrible day I had gone through, and two more hours of cussing myself for being so naïve. The drive was a long one.
At first I did not know why or how it happened, I just was not afraid anymore. I did not get bored, I did not get sick, and I did not have to painfully wait to use the bathroom. What was once a time of fear and unease turned to a time of tranquility and delight. I was excited to drive my car, and I felt good while driving. Maybe it was because the music I was listening to calmed me. Perhaps it was the beautiful sights I saw outside my window. It could have been because it was a time when I got to leave my troubles behind me and relax. It may have been that I was driving the car rather someone else, or it could have been a combination of all of these things. All I knew was that I had a 35-minute drive to school everyday, and I enjoyed it.
Life Lesson As an underclassman you come into high school either thinking that the next four years of your schooling will be really easy or really stressful. To tell the truth, it can be both, whether you come into high school with a positive or negative attitude. High school is the last place you can get away with some mistakes and try again. The next four years will test your skills and responsibilities.
Everyone 's goal in life is to make sure they live a meaningful life, it 's what makes people motivated and how they rate themselves. We all run into this quandary which has challenged philosophers, scientists, and a numerous amount of other people. ‘How do we live a full and meaningful life?’ No one has entirely figured out how to live a meaningful life, but there are several key points researchers have found that help people find their meaning and satisfaction in life. We need to know what 's important to us, pursue our passion, discover our life 's purpose, spend more on people than things, express ourselves and have courage, prioritize human connection with others, and know meaning and happiness
Everyone has a memorable unforgettable moment in their life time and will charish that momement as long as they live. I am one of those many with a memorable loving moment. I will never forget it and happy to share it with others. It has been one of many favorite moment in my life. That it even open my heart to be happy and always thankful.