Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My Swimming Instructor Knows Magic Oh Snap! Check this shit out! Armageddon commeth our way! I attempted to conquer my greatest fear EVER: Water. The poor innocent H2O (look at me, so chemist of me, writing it as a chemical formula…). For the nth time, I have signed up for the swimming classes. Never before I actually even got as far as going into the pool, this time, however, was different. I chatted up the cute instructor and then he ruined it for me by telling me to get into the water. When I found out it was deeper than a kiddy pool (4'6", whereas I am only 5'2"), I chickened out, said my goodbyes, and announced I am giving up. At some point he thought I was ready to float by myself in the middle of the pool. I wasn't. He promised to support my stomach. I did well for a second… then I panicked…. And to save myself from drowning….
Even if it was his crotch… Then as the water was getting all into my lungs…. I aimed at his shorts….
11:51 p.m. - September 28, 2009 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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