Go-Karts
My horrendous middle schoolers have suddenly turned into angels overnight. Something must be in the air. Ok, maybe not angels, but the worst behaving kid has now turned into the one of the top students in the class. Everyone else has also fallen in line. Something is definitely in the air. Or maybe it’s just me. I’m just that good. Or not. Whatever, I’ll take it.
In other news, we went go-karting in Zhongli (website in Chinese, http://www.gf-racecar.com) this past weekend. I was in a horrible mood due to PMS and was not too thrilled about driving an hour to commandeer a machine that could possibly hurtle me to my death especially since I’ve never done it before. However, I have discovered the cure to PMS: the speed, the exhilaration, the slight loss of control, and the smell of burning tires in the air. They made us wear helmets (ew for not being cleaned in between people), and since I wore flip-flops, I had to wear their sneakers. (double ew. triple ew for not bringing socks. ended up wearing Michael’s instead.) Anyways, it was a good time, although I ended up with a huge bruise on my inner calf for taking those turns too sharply and very very sore arms and pectorals the next day.
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