I have wanted to ride a roller coaster for awhile now ('cause I never have). My Dad heard there was a carnival coming to the little town down the mountain from us, so he took Paul and me to it on Friday. Turns out the roller coaster was really dinky; it just went around in a circle, but it was pretty fast!! Paul went on it a second time, and I went on this ride that was kind of like two hammers and it went upside down and everything. That one was a lot more fun/scarier. I just closed my eyes and tried not to throw up on the little boy sitting next to me. He must have thought I was the weirdest teenage girl he had ever met, because I wasn't shrieking or anything. Dad bought some cotton candy; it was really good but I think I've been kind of nauseated ever since. Just kidding! Anyway, that was fun. Thanks, Dad!!!
