Climax? Not yet!

Don't you absolutley love the climax? Yes? So do I!
We aren't at the climax yet, though! BWAHAHA!
I know this a pretty early post, but I've got a sleepover to go to tonight and I won't be back for about . . . two days. So I'm posting, ultra-quick, mostly because my frequent commenter Annie said she would KILL me if I didn't! *cowers in fear* Hehe!
So, here's to you, Annie, because this post is for YOU! (And all others. But this post wouldn't be here if she hadn't threatened me, so everyone, thank Annie!)
I'm taking the killing thing overboard, I know. Hehehe . . .
Well, here you go!

Airplanes!

As you may have noticed, I haven't posted in quite awhile. But, I have an excuse!
I went to . . .
DENVER!
Ah, Denver, Colorado. The 'mile high city'. I went to see a hockey game. Considering I live in Canada, where hockey is a big thing, I was extremely excited to go. It was a five day trip, I spent a good amount of money, and visited really cool places that I'd never visited before. It was my second time in Denver, the first being when I was six months old. So that doesn't really count, right?
Anyways, it was awesome. I saw the hockey game, met a few Canucks fans, went shopping, had a fun with my family. But now you're wondering, 'Okay, great. But how does this relate to the title?'
You might not be thinking that, but either way, I'm going to tell you: I flew there and back on a plane. Yeah, I know. I'm cool. :P
SO, this brings us to the point where I put in a snippet of my story that relates to the flying part of it. And considering the story is about kids with wings, I guess it was an easy selection.
Here you go!

Beauty and the Genetically Mutated Beast

I love Disney movies!

My favourite princess is Beauty from Beauty and the Beast. I mean, come on, it's pretty awesome. (And not about mermaids and unicorns.)
But we aren't here to talk about Disney movies!
We're here today to talk about my version. BWAHAHAHA!
I have spent a good portion of the day eating bowls of cereal and snacking on chocolate while writing only about 5 000 words. *Sigh* Sometimes writers have slow days, right?
Oh, and to top it all off, my darn shift key is a little on the stiff side, to I have to train my little finger to press harder. Oh, the workout I have!
I'm just kidding. The real workout I've had was a two-day-in-a-row soccer tournament. I was two hours away from home, from 5 in the morning to 7 at night, playing soccer and competing for first place. We were in seventh, and after four well-played games we came in fourth of the whole league. How was that? We were pumped up with Timbits and those little macaroon chocolates, plus a whole bin  full of cookies! Ah, life is good. And full of sugar!
And so now I'm here, my legs sore from two hours of dancing and horseback riding on Friday, two full days of playing soccer all weekend. Plus, I'm trying out for the Academy Soccer Team on Wednesday, which is a hardcore soccer training program. And I'll be the youngest girl there. Because, you know, there's only two girls including me. The rest are older boys. *Shivers* Sometimes life is brutal. And I'm not even a good soccer player! Well, I'm a decent one. I play defense. I was a midfield, but now I'm a defense. And I'm never subbed off, so my only break is halftime. But I'm glad, because I'm going to push myself to the limit this year. Yes, I will be strong. I will CONQUER!
Wish me luck, because honestly, I'm nervous for tryouts!
Anyways, here's a sport-related section from my story to relate to the mood!
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