ice skating ( with megan for 7)

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a few days ago, i went ice skating with my bestest friend ever named megan. and when it was time for them to clean the ice, (well it was my first time ice skating so megan's mom helped me get off the ice when it was time,) megan was coming to help me skate too. and she was at the end of the ( ice skating) rink,she was ice skating the wrong way. one time i almost went to the middle. then i told ms joy ( megan's mom) that i was cold and thirsty. and she said well why don't i buy you and megan some hot cocoa. and i said ok. and after that, we went back into the ice skating room, and ice skated some more. it was a FUN day. P.S. ME AND MEGAN.... BFFAEAE'S. ( AEAE stands for and ever and ever)

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You would think since I agreed that we would write on this topic, that I would have at least some small witty anecdote about ice skating to make my part interesting. But I got bupkis. Tonight's topic selection was a) 7's idea, and 2) basically a vehicle for 7 to tell y'all about her first exciting trip to the rink, courtesy of her aforementioned BFFAEAE, Megan. Now, MEGAN'S mom could tell you an ice skating story. She was championship Ice Princess skater grrl where she grew up in Coldsvile, Northdy North, USA. She could probably spin (punny!) a fabulous yarn about her days on the rink. Me? I vaguely remember something about a run-down ice rink in the middle of a mall somewhere near Charlotte when I was in high school. I remember being not good, and somewhat frightened of the whole bit. It wasn't the ice skating itself that was frightening, it was more because of the creepy dudes who hung out there. Maybe that's why I never became the Ice Princess of My Hometown. Either that, or it's because we haven't seen snow since the 70s, and the only thing we've got in the middle of our mall is a carousel. Maybe there's still time for me to become Little Miss Merry-Go-Round. Who knows? It's 2010. Bring it!