Guys, I fucking miss being in water polo and swimming.
I miss the excruciatingly hard workouts everyday.
And most of all I miss leading the team being captain and all.
I hope the younger kids picked up where I left off and bettered themselves for the sake of others like I tried to show them.
~~~Nostalgic post~~~
I really want to get into an all out fight. I don’t know why.
I’ma go to water polo practice swingin’ them fists of fury today.
yeee.
Today at waterpolo work outs we were doing pool presses and there was a struggling drowning bee. I saved it from drowning and waited with it till it dried out and watched it fly away.
It was the single most beautiful thing I have ever seen an insect do. hoe.ly.shit.
I have no idea how fucking delusional I was last night to think my hair was the grooviest thing Ive seen in a fortnight. fuck.
I wanna post a video of me getting sick cracked in the face during a water polo game but stupid ass fucking DVD’s files are all fugged up.
:(
I need a fucking hacker to find the video file when I put it in i swear! damn.
This is me in the middle with all of my sisters around me at one of my games.
It was chilly as balls that morning.
The team’s reaction after an easy ass shot was missed.
I yam number 2.
my mom found this waterpolo ball yesterday at the swapmeet for 2 dollars.
now that’s one bitchin’ woman in my book.
So today in the land of Waterpolo we horribly lost to a team that we could beat. But i did my best to fuck their best guys up. I busted lips open. I kneed the fuck out of spines. I socked the shit out of faces. I even took a guys head down and kneed it with one blow he had to get out of the pool and be checked. Turns out the poor guy had a concussion. I FUCKING GAVE SOMEBODY A CONCUSSION.
I could have killed him.
I didn’t even get caught. (80% of the violence in waterpolo goes unseen)
but that’s all in the name the fun.
serves that fucker right for choking me….
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