Greetings, Two summers ago I had a pretty miserable time. I'd failed a class or two at school, so I wasn't sure if I'd be going back. I'd wanted to take a trip somewhere with a good friend of mine, but ended up spending the whole summer working without a chance to get away for a while. When the summer was nearly over, and college was just a few weeks away, I thought to myself, "I have *got* to do something fun before I go back to school." I found a dz near me right here on Dropzone.com, and talked a friend into going with me. I had already moved back into the dorms, and was going to jump on the saturday before classes started. I set my alarm for 6 AM and barely fell asleep an hour earlier than that. I woke up at 5:58. My roomate had set his alarm for me as well, not trusting me to be able to get up at six. I took a very sleepy shower, got in the car, and drove out to meet my buddy en route to the DZ. Two hours late we were sitting around in the lobby of Skydive Hastings, watching some videos as we waited for the S/L class to begin. Six or so hours later, after I'd slipped off the strut to find myself beneath a beautiful, perfect canopy, (Well, I'm not going to complain about some line twists) I knew I would be coming back again and again. I have, although due to a combination of fear and finances, I'm still a student. I'm going to take the refresher course in 20 days, and I think this'll be the last time. Dan