My Great Adventure for the day

So I went home on the bus today to drop of my heavy backpack before heading to Ishy's house for some friendly fighting with Chia-Pet over the X-Box Live. Since it is pretty far to walk, I decided to see if my old inline skates that I so love still fit. I used to be good when going to the roller rink and when I used to ice skating, but I was freaked since I have grown a lot taller since then. And I am still not used to the long fall down.
So after checking to make sure no spiders were in them, I adjusted the size, freaked out when a dead spider carcass touched my arm, and gracefully scooted my way down my driveway (it's really steep and scooting on my butt felt safer than trying to roll down and I didn't have my helmet).
After finally getting on my feet and inching my way to the smooth driveway the neighbors have, I started to relearn how to steer and how to stop by using fences and trashcans (stopping is one part I never, ever, really got. I know, it seems important). Because of my almighty coordination I have (see early posts), there was a lot (really, a hell of a lot) of flailing and windmill arms for balance whenever the ground had a level change or a small indent.
Around twenty minutes of good practice had passed and I was doing my last run up the hill and going back down to a good stop by the fence. I was doing the last run before I went to Ishy's house. Since going up the hill is easier for me, I got up with minimal flailing like an idiot. The way down was doing good and I was keeping an even pace. Then a pebble (not a large pebble either, a tiny pebble smaller than a dime) caught a wheel as I was on the neighbors drive. Cue flailing and this week's thought process. "Oh crap here it comes, I better protect my arm. Wait my head! Save head, bend knees, save wrist! This is gonna hurt my-"*THUMP*
The skates had rolled out from under me, butt hitting ground first, followed by palms, and my left elbow. My head had stayed clear of the concrete along with my right wrist. It stung for a good bit, all the while me thinking about my great coordination I have now and giggling like I belong in an insane asylum.
You may have figured it out, but I didn't take the skates down to Ishy's house. They were kinda too tight for my toes anyway. I still kinda like them so maybe I'll save up for a pair I can use. Easier than my bike and scooter, definitely. No having to find a lock-up place and I can carry them in a bag for going around places.
I may even be able to learn how to stop and I remember I used to love going to the old roller rink with these ones. I would go so fast, it would be like flying! I didn't even have to use the brakes, just wait till I roll to a stop. I was even good enough to take a fast U-turn to stop myself instead of the brakes. Yeah, it'll be good investment now since I'm not growing as fast (I still got two more years left to grow! That's about an inch and a half I can still get.
So that was my adventure. I would talk about my Soul Caliber V battles...But some are better left forgotten in the past with only Ishy and Chia as witnesses to my button mashing and swan dives....Ehhh. I need to practice more. Oh well I still won a few times, it's good enough for me!
So ciao for now. I need some sleep for the six hour Self Defense Class I have. I hope they have some snacks. *Gasp* I can bring tea! Ja Matta!