The Grand Prix Final is an opportunity for me to go out and experience new jumping passes in competition. I put in a triple loop-half loop-triple Salchow in the second of the program. It's a very difficult jumping pass so this is a chance for me to try out the new elements and the adjusted jumping layout to get prepared for nationals.
WHERE'S MY BOY WITH THE JUMPING JOY? I ALWAYS MINGLE BUT I'M STILL SINGLE WHERE'S MY BOY WITH THE JUMPING JOY? MY EYES THEY TINGLE BUT I'M STILL SINGLE I DYE MY HAIR AND POLISH MY NAILS, TAN MY SKIN, STARVE TO STAY TIN I PUMP IRON AND RUN MY LAPS, WORK MY ASS IN AEROBIC CLASS MY FRIENDS SAY YOU'RE A KIND OF VAIN YOUR DESPERATE MANHUNT DRIVES YOU INSANE BUT WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO? I DON'T HAVE THE FAINTEST CLUE WHERE'S MY BOY WITH THE JUMPING JOY? I ALWAYS MINGLE BUT I'M STILL SINGLE WHERE'S MY BOY WITH THE JUMPING JOY? MY EYES THEY TINGLE BUT I'M STILL SINGLE. IN NIGHT CARE MASK AND CARMEN CURLERS, I FALL DEEP IN A BEAUTY SLEEP WHEN I WAKE UP I READ MY OWN BIBLE VOUGE, ELLE AND EAT DIETORELLE MY FRIENDS SAY YOU'RE A KIND OF VAIN YOUR DESPERATE MANHUNT DRIVES YOU INSANE BUT WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO? I DON'T HAVE THE FAINTEST CLUE WHERE'S MY BOY WITH THE JUMPING JOY? I ALWAYS MINGLE BUT I'M STILL SINGLE WHERE'S MY BOY WITH THE JUMPING JOY? MY EYES THEY TINGLE BUT I'M STILL SINGLE. I'M IN MY OWN WORK OF ART, THAT'S MY PRIDE AND JOY OF HEART IT TAKES A LOT OF ENERGY, TO KEEP MY DEAR VANITY WHERE'S MY BOY WITH THE JUMPING JOY? I ALWAYS MINGLE BUT I'M STILL SINGLE WHERE'S MY BOY WITH THE JUMPING JOY? MY EYES THEY TINGLE BUT I'M STILL SINGLE.
The second the door closed after him Laire started jumping, a huge smile on her face and her body shaking in repressed excitement. 'I'll go, I'll go, I'll go. You don't even like the Oracle. Let me.' Before the first words were out of Laire's mouth, Fallon started to shake her head, and as soon as the green-haired woman took a breath, Fallon used it as her opportunity to say, 'No way.' 'Please please please.' 'Let me rephrase. No way in hell.' Laire stopped jumping, a small pout coming to her lips. How she had been able to prevent an ankle fracture while jumping on those spikes, Larissa would never know. 'Why not?' 'Because if they have an orgy going on, you'll want to join. And if they don't have an orgy going on, you'll want to start one. I'll take Aislynn with me.
But when I'm jumping, it's as if my feelings are going upward to the sky. Really, my urge to be swallowed up by the sky is enough to make my heart quiver. When I'm jumping, I can feel my body parts really well, too""my bounding legs and my clapping hands""and that makes me feel so, so good.
FACE JUMPING THE ANCIENT SPORT OF FACE-JUMPING INVOLVED A SKILL UNKNOWN A JUMP ONTO A PARTNER'S FACE WITH NE'ER A CRACK OF BONE TOM MCSMEE, A CHAMPION, IN SEVERAL TESTS OF SKILL COULD JUMP INTO A BARREL OF EGGS AND NEVER CRACK A SHELL THIS SPORT WAS LATER OUTLAWED PERMITS WERE REFUSED WHEN COMPETITORS TOOK TO WEARING MODERN SPIKES UPON THEIR SHOES DID I GET THAT RIGHT, BOY, OR NOT?
It is very useful, when one is young, to learn the difference between "literally" and "figuratively." If something happens literally, it actually happens; if something happens figuratively, it feels like it is happening. If you are literally jumping for joy, for instance, it means you are leaping in the air because you are very happy. If you are figuratively jumping for joy, it means you are so happy that you could jump for joy, but are saving your energy for other matters.
Why do you like show jumping?" "... Beauty and excitement. The elements of trust, talent, training, love, and danger make show jumping a thrilling and aesthetic experience. It's really the ultimate test of two nervous systems-the kinetic transfer of the rider's muscle to the horse's muscle enables them to clear those jumps. And there's nothing like it-horse and rider forming an arc of beauty, efficiency, and power, like a double helix." "DNA," "Yes, DNA, the code to life.
First memory: a man at the back door is saying, I have real bad news, sweat is dripping off his face, Garbert's been shot, noise from my mother, I run to her room behind her, I'm jumping on the canopied bed while she cries, she's pulling out drawers looking for a handkerchief, Now, he's all right, the man say, they think, patting her shoulder, I'm jumping higher, I'm not allowed, they think he saved old man Mayes, the bed slats dislodge and the mattress collapses. My mother lunges for me. Many traveled to Reidsville for the event, but my family did not witness Willis Barnes's electrocution, From kindergarten through high school, Donette, the murderer's daughter, was in my class. We played together at recess. Sometimes she'd spit on me.