On a conveyer belt to hell. . .

The title has actually nothing to do with the post, but those in Bible (or at least my period) will appreciate it. :-D
So for the past week or so I have been talking about going to conditioning (for track) with Danielle, and today we finally decided to go. It's kind of funny, since today was the last practice before Christmas break, and we just decided to start. So it was kind of pointless, but whatever. We both got out to the locker room and changed in the freezing cold, walked out to the weight room, and found Coach Zoeteway, who says "Where are your green cards?" Answer: "Ummmmm. . ."
We couldn't work out without our green cards, which are the permission slips from the physicals or something like that.
As we were walking back to the locker room we began to realize how funny it all was, especially that we were missing our "green cards." We had a good time laughing about being illegal and that we were going to be deported back to Mexico. So I guess it was still pretty fun.
But I still feel pretty stupid about finally dressing out and walking out there, and then coming straight back home. . .
One half day left of school!
Woot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Beckers