Whatever Happens, Happens

 For the last three years of my life, skateboarding has taken up a lot of my weekends and holiday breaks. I enjoy skateboarding for a few reasons, I could enjoy it with my friends and help each other learn tricks on the way. I like the way we all share something in interests and we can all do something together. I enjoy it also for the thrill of it. People always say that we need thrills in our lives, without them, we would just be living the most boring lives and eventually not have character and just die with a boring life. I enjoy every time I am in mid air, that kind of feeling is incomprehensible, the way I am in the air with something flipping beneath my ankles is just absolutely amazing. The way how it could possibly make me trip and slam my face on the concrete, or I could land it, and enjoy the moment of accomplishment. When I feel a bit down, skateboarding is the only thing that could ease my mind off of things like that. That mid air feeling is like no other, everytime I pop the moving wood, I feel as if time and space stood still, It was just me and nothing else in the world, in that exact moment, I am free. If I were to be in a situation, in this case would be a skateboarding competition, and I had to land something infront of a crowd down some big sets of stairs. I would be terrified and anxious before any other feeling. I do not generally enjoy being watched, yes, I get stage frights. The moment I decide to give it a try, all there is on my mind is, "well, screw it, whatever happens, happens." By the time I am in mid air, I would be thinking, "Oh crap, Oh crap, Oh crap,Oh crap." and be nervous even after I landed it. Many times in life, you just have to go out and do things like this. Take a risk, whatever happens, happens.