working up (maintaining) a sweat during our break.
this is how i felt after dodgeball. sore very sore. our team was undefeated 4-0 in the first round, then we played the nevernudes, it was very close, but they beat us. my particular dodgeball strategy was to jump up and down on the spot really tiny-like and be as useless as possible until i was the last one standing and then eat up a minute of dodging balls and then get another guy on so he would do all the work and win for us. at one point they were like ok you’re the last one and i went WHAT! and then three balls slammed me. psyched me right out. anyway it was fun i want to do it again next year and i don’t think i will be able to wash my hair or brush my hair for the next three days (arm lifting is tough pain pain pain).
oh and good news i can fit inside a locker with the door closed still.
the balls are made of foam and then coated in a plastic stretchy-like substance and you can squeeze all the air out of them and get this wonky lob when you hurl them, but they are impossible to throw because they are so light and you throw out your arm every time cos everyone was trying to be like rambo, i gave up on throwing cos most of the time my balls would be caught so i just skipped around and made faces at the other teams and laughed at them as they got out. i would put myself maybe at second shittiest on our team of 12, ok maybe 3rd shittiest. i’m good at lasting and catching the ball when i’m not running away from it. fil is really good.
we also had an advantage over every team in our conference because we never had to do a back-to-back game, nor did the andodgimals, and they ended up winning it all.
oh here i am doing my sweet lord at christie‘s bizarro new year’s redux party, we popped in on our way home after the ukula after dodgeball party where i mostly sat like an awkward loner retard at the bar by myself, i think i used up all my overcoming shyness points for the day.
zero people could recognize me from the stupid avril lavigne-like outfit i wore during dodgeball which made me look and feel fat all day long, one guy i am like hey he is like hey i’m like i was on your team he goes oh wow i totally did not recognize you in your clothes. see.
i pee’d a lot cos i was nervous all the time (for winning) and drank a lot of gatorade and water.
next year if we are on mr. dodger’s neighbourhood again i will get a better shirt and be ten pounds lighter.
i got everyone taking turns kissing the big J for luck, it seemed to work.
i wore my run-proof mascara, on top lashes too, impossible to take off, but lasted all day and nite.
some dudes were totally psychotic, not this guy though, he was funny. we didn’t get to play his team chuck norris, or the neon team, or the andodgimals either. the teams we DID play were: cops and dodgers, dodgebots, and the jolly dodgers and then in the play offs we did the dodgebots again and beat them, but then lost to the nevernudes.
shitty blurry picture i was nervous i didn’t know anyone yet, well i knew mike.
the dodgebots, that’s steve, one of the budd twins who put on the budd cup and also his birthday, other twin chris’ bday too. there are three budd brothers, two are twins, one isn’t, they all look identical. confusing.
downtime was good for spying on the competition.
the jolly dodgers won for best costumes, foto by px.
