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Ski

Hoaaa.. finally I have time to finish my story. after learned India accent with my dad. I freaking love him!

okay, so, last week. with my club, FCA (Fellowship Christian Atlete) we went to snow creek, Missouri. 1,5 hours away from Osawatomie. There was no snow, but they make it. Is that awesome!?

To get in, I have to pay $40. one in a life time :)
first time ski in my life, stepped on thick snow. okay, so, there are 4 levels on it. easy, difficult, more difficult, and most. Sumi (exchnage student from Japan) tried to kill me ! She took me to level 3, more difficult in situation that I even couldn't walk at all.
we rode the lift, and yeah, I had to ski down the hill!
i felt gonna died, it looked 90 degree and sooo high! I just scrolled until bottom. i felt my arm and feet died.
I am not gonna do that again! ;)

then, I learnt with other retarded skiing on the kids area :D that's fine, I still learn how to. but before I left, I could play on difficult one :))))

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