Ahhh, two days ago I had a fellow tell me to follow him into some jumps so I could get enough speed. He went slower than I was going and I knuckled both. Then I did a 180 on a smaller jump and as soon as I landed someone else was a few feet behind me. This freaked me out, I reverted too fast and caught my edge. Slammed my arm into the snow fully extended partially dislocated my shoulder and tore my rotator cuff. I started crying and he followed me down to the bus stop trying to help. I ignored him entirely and rode home alone. I ended up alone, have a fellow who probably thinks I'm a total bitch, have a fucked shoulder and feel even worse after eating an unreasonable amount of chocolate while sulking.
Last time I let a guy try to pick me up on the mountain.
