Nov 01
day 8 - a moment you felt the most satisfied with your life.
a moment when i felt most satisfied with my life.
i’ll say right now that as soon as i get my atar, i’ll be very satisfied. especially if it gets me into arts at sydney, but happy whatever it is because it signifies the end of the freaking hsc, and the beginning of my LIFE.
but because that moment hasn’t yet occured (sadly), i’ll have to say surviving my first double black run. skiing that is. i was only really satisfied because i’d done what i thought i couldn’t, surviving despite the dangers/extreme cold/paralysing fear/etc… but getting to the bottom of that chute was the best feeling. even if i nearly wet myself multiple times when i was flying over moguls, i still can’t wait to replicate it next year in switzerland :):):):)
