Life as a Rollarcoaster
It was the end of my first year at Blue Ridge Community College (I went there first before I transferred over to JMU); I had just finished a grueling 8 weeks of summer school taking College Physics I & II, and I thought to myself that it was a very good time to just relax, take it easy, and enjoy the rest of the summer. Back then, I was able to do more, plan more, and enjoy life more because my health wasn’t like as it is now. I remember that summer, after my classes were over, a good friend and I and another friend decided to go enjoy a day of fun at Kings Dominion. I had already made myself clear to my friend that I was under no circumstances going to ride any rollercoasters because I do not like speed and I do not like steep hills, nor do I like being turned upside down! This happened sooooo long ago and I really don’t remember much details on how he ended up actually getting me on to the Rebel Yell--one of the roller coasters. But I...