So I've been on a youth trip to Atlanta.
We saw a Braves game in which the Braves massively failed at baseball. We passed the rather boring period of time in imitating The Dinosaur, doing the wave, and screaming loudly for no real reason.
I then passed an uncomfortable night in which a girl I'd known for about fifteen hours told me stories and tried to fight me in her sleep.
Then we all went to Six Flags and I actually rode three roller coasters. Even though one of them was a kiddy one. It was still scary. (All the kiddy rides there are scary/creepy. D:) I even rode the scariest one twice. I'm immensely proud of myself.
So after we were finished hardcore-ly having fun we went home. I slept. Then I took a shower. Then I was late for church.
The End.
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