Snowburn

Tuesday morning at 6 AM, Miles, Stu, Jessica and I left my house for Boyne Mountain.

My mom won a pass for a family of 4 for a night stay in the Mountain Grand Hotel and 4 passes for the Avalanche Bay indoor water park.

How did I decide who to take with me? I didn't. I decided that when I got to church the next time after I got the tickets, I'd invite the first 3 of my friends that walked through the doors (since I'm always there first).

It was Jessica, Stu and Sara. Sara ended up not being able to go because she couldn't afford to help out with gas and food... so Miles was the 4th.

Nikki found out about the trip and invited herself. She said she'd pay for the extra person fee for the room and her own tickets for skiing AND the water park...

None of us really wanted her to go because for one, my car seats 4 comfortably, but a 5th person would be too much.. I wouldn't have enough cargo space for the luggage, my trunk was full with just the 4 of us... Nikki cannot AFFORD to pay for all that, and it's wrong of her to mooch off Chris and her parents...

So Stu told her in the most polite way he could that we couldn't take her along, and stated that HE didn't want her to go.

So she's pissed at all of us. I called and left a voicemail to wish her a happy birthday and she never returned my call...

Nikki and Chris leave January 9th for South Dakota. She's already monopolised all of his time making it VERY difficult for us to hang out, and now she's not speaking to ME to make it even worse. I have to call Chris and hang out with him before they go.

I feel bad that she's so upset... but what can I do? It's not my fault, I didn't want to be a bad guy you know...

Well I tried to put that behind me and have a good time, and it started off just fine.

3 and a half hours is too long of a drive for me, I'd rather be a passenger... my car isn't really meant to haul a full load that distance, it's a coupe, it's meant for city driving a looking nice, so it was a fairly uncomfortable drive although Stu and Jess didn't complain at all about the back seat.

We got there at about 9:30 almost on the dot. Our room was already prepared so we unpacked and got ready to go skiing and hit the slopes at about 10:30.

The Mountain was so foggy at first you could only see about 10 feet in front of you. It was really scary not knowing what was coming.

Eventually it all cleared up. Miles had a nice wipe out, he went down a part called the Nose Dive which is where a slope pretty much drops into a VERY steep slope for a decent span. He made it down and wiped out at the bottom. We all fell a little throughout the day, but mostly just minor things.

Jessica and I tried a black diamond. I carved the first half of the slope trying not to go too fast, and midway down it leveled off so I stopped to wait for Jessica... She seemed too afraid to try, so I got up the nerve and went for it, and straight shotted it straight down to the bottom, I was going FAST AS HELL, and did like a 50 foot power slide to stop at the bottom. I laid down and waited... Jessica made her way down the first half and bailed on the second, decent crash but she was ok.

We all were getting tired... Miles was done, Stu was done.. I wanted to make one more pass before going in but nobody would go with me, so I reluctantly gave in and we all headed up to the room.

Everybody fell asleep watching TV, except for me... I had to wait for them all to wake up so we could go eat... Jessica started getting an attitude with me for some "reason". I tried to stay out of her way...

We got pizza at some place... then all went to the pool. Jessica wouldn't swim for said reason, but I didn't catch on right away and asked her why, that seemed to piss her off... Sorry, I didn't fuckin' know... I relaxed in the hot tub, did a TINY bit of working out in the fitness center, and we all headed back up to the room... I had to sleep on this POS cot because apparently it would be weird to share the bed with Jessica (though it's not like we've never slept next to each other before, we're both mature adults ya know it's not like things just accidentally happen)

Jessica watched the fucking FSU vs. Penn State game that lasted until 1 AM, watched every minute of it, that fucking native american tribal song the band plays, they played it every single break in action and it was driving me crazy, Miles snored like a lumberjack with something to prove... Needless to say, I got NO sleep.

So I woke up this morning with EXCRUTIATING back pain. That put me in a grumpy mood. I took a shower and got ready for Avalanche Bay, hoping things would brighten up. Wasn't speaking to Jessica, she wasn't speaking to me. Like I did something wrong. She just sat there reading her book, again couldn't participate in the water activity.

Avalanche Bay was fun for a while but Miles and Stu quit on me early... I wanted to stay longer but they were done. That kind of pissed me off, it's like it's always about somebody else and no matter how much I bend for people they still want more and NEVER consider my feelings.

Jessica asked me at one point why I was in a grumpy mood, and I told her it was a funny question coming from her. She said she had an excuse though, and I told her it was still no reason to treat me like shit.

On the way home we stopped at Taco Bell for lunch and for some reason I felt as if I had to apologize to HER for yelling at her (wasn't really yelling)... when SHE'S the one who needs to apologize for treating me like shit cause she was PMSing.

Things lightened up again for a while, she started treating me nicer, and then went right back to giving me a hard time. A stretch of 127 is 55mph only, and I was in the left lane doing slightly over 60, and a semi truck came up behind me and started tailgating me. I said something about him tailgating me and she gave me crap about being in the fast lane. Well yes I WAS driving in the fast lane for a while, but it hadn't caused a problem until now, and now it was too late to change lanes because there were cars next to me. If it weren't for her attitude I wouldn't have been pissed off by it, but I stood on the accelerator and took it up to 90, and asked her if that was fast enough for the fast lane. I slowed back down and moved over, and we barely spoke the rest of the way home.

She needs to learn how to cope with PMS soon and stop taking it out on me. She didn't take it out on Stu or Miles, just me. Why ME all the time? I get enough shit from everybody else, I don't need it from her too. We were getting along so great for the longest time and now this.

So I'm home, I'm sore, I'm pissed, and I don't plan on going to church any time soon cause to be honest I'm sick of "Chrisitans".