Evil Ramp

Ok so Ive been skating for like a year now, but i never went to a skate park. And my riding still sucks. BUT- there's this skate park in my town Ive been dying to go to. Its got this 11 ft half pipe I wanna try out or just the rest of the skate pak. Its all hat was in my mind for days. i was going crazy!!! Until that same day I got my shite ready and prepared to leave. Obviously not telling my parents where I was going because I knew they wouldn't let me. (they rather have me ride in the streets with cars, weirdos and gods than a skate park?) Just before closing that door and walking away I just HAD to stop. (why would a kind and christian girl like me have to lie to my parents? [more like omit info but whatev lol XD] ill just tell mother. =D) hey, madre I'm going to the skate park so you now bye!~" and well... ah hell, it was a disaster. Lets just say I spent my two hours of daylight in the roof. They didn't let me go, because I was alone. My sisters don't skate. And if you really need them for something they'll let you down (its normal). And because it was really late. (its was like- 5:30 in the summer and the skate park is really close) But hey- I think I understand why most teenagers lie to there parents when they go out. But to a skate park? Have I reached a new level of pathetic? o.o oh well. See post two to know what happened the next day!