my skydiving history

I am not exactly sure when I first learned what skydiving was; but I know that I knew what it was in eighth grade at Jesuit because my friend, Ashton, and I agreed that right when we turned eighteen that we would go jump out of an airplane. This agreement was serious; we were set on doing this once we turned eighteen. We told a bunch of our friends when we were seniors. A bunch of them wanted to go skydiving too, so we had a big group going. We went skydiving on July seventh right after the Abry twins turned eighteen, and we all loved it. I knew that I would love it because I have always loved roller coasters and anything like that. After we jumped, the people that own the skydiving place told us about the AFF skydiving course that one can go threw to become certified to go solo skydiving. The Abrys, Thomas and Patrick, and I wanted to do this as soon as we heard about it. Once the summer had ended and we were in school, our parents had told us that we should wait until the summer to do it when we asked if we could do the solo course over Christmas break; but it was obvious that they did not really want us to do it. When the summer came around, we asked again; and they had no reason to say no, so we did the course. I love skydiving; it is an amazing feeling and is extremely fun and exciting.
I would like to learn everything there is to know about skydiving. There is so much for me to discover. I can find out about the different types of flying, the different types of parachutes and how they are made and packed, the different levels of certification for skydivers and for parachute packers, the different types of instructors or coaches, and many other things.