Climbing pine trees is not a good idea

I climber a pine tree on Friday. It looked simple, I swung my legs up, and was only did this because my friend did. Yes mom apparently if my friend jumps off a cliff so will I, I really hope if that did happen though that I wouldn't be that stupid. Anyway I made it to the branch and who should come? Some friends to the people who own the tree. MY friend kept talking to me while I was on a weak branch, and the people were exiting the car. I kept climbing trying to stay hidden, it was fine, I made sure every branch was stable, but my hands were getting scratched. I went as high as the tree would allow me to. Then I decided to get down but my friend was climbing up. "I want to get down?" I said. "Sure"she said, then she headed down. I started downward, but the people were leaving the house so I held still as they left. I looked down at the spiral of branches, the thing is I'm great at climbing up, just not so much down. I tried and would either grab something spiky, or go on a loose branch, all while some of the pine needles fell. then I made onto the final branch. I went upside down, and got stuck. I was holding on to the spiky branch, with my feet stuck, finally the branch released my feet, and I had pine needles in my hair, and in the hood of my jacket. Why shouldn't you climb a pine tree? well it's spiky, had loose branches, and just really isn't a good idea.

my first post

It's near the end of the year, and i'm usually bored. I hope that I can make at least one more friend this year. My friend right now is okay, but totally a drama queen! From what I usually hear that's the way life is supposed to go, but I have one question: Who decided that? Another thing is I take a lot of things, and I want to join the school talent show, but I don't know whether I want to sing of dance.

In church we learned how to use our time wisely, does learning not to climb a pine tree count as a good way? I really do need to start spending my time better, but when I'm bored I forget about it all then next thing I know I'm remembering I didn't do that. Then I say I will do that next time, but then when it comes that time I forget again, and so continues the cycle.


The other day I was at tumbling and I was doing back handsprings, but I kept not jumping high enough. Then the teacher spotted me standing up instead of on his knees, and guess what? I jumped high enough! You know my tumbling teacher is pretty weird, but funny. He has a tattoo of a drunk mouse on his arm, he told us it was his advice giver. I wonder who mine is.