POST 350.

I have to admit it was one of those unexpected fun P.E lessons today.

So, where do I start.

Basically, the first game we did was torture. We had to catch these bouncy supposedly dodgeball balls and throw it to the person on the bench, kinda like Captain's ball. Then, the one who threw it to the "goalie" would end up on the bench with the "goalie" and it keeps going till there's only one person left in the team. So my plan of just standing there and trying to act like I'm catching the ball, just got screwed. The moment of torture came when another ball was added, making it 2 balls in the game. Not only did I have to watch out for this ball coming my way from one side, I had to look out for the other and prevent it from hitting my head. ...Ggrree-aaatt. Very, very, exciting. 

Thank god there were peeps on my team trying to help me get up onto that bench too, making it easier for us to win. Whew, I can't imagine me left with some other, I don't know, dude, trying to get the ball from the other team. Possibly, the most dreadful moment ever considering the fact that I was never, good at catching balls. Especially, big, yellow, bouncy dodgeball balls. 

The second game was much, much better. It was pretty much the "not so magical" version of Quidditch, and well, if anyone doesn't know that (which probably would be very, highly unlikely), it's the game played with broomsticks in Harry Potter. Yes, the same game - each team with 12, 5 beaters, 5 chasers and 2 seekers. Well, some slight alterations but pretty much the same thing, only we don't get to fly around in broomsticks, but run, on legs. I have to say, being a beater wasn't that bad after all although really, no one actually ran a lap even after getting hit with the fluffy balls and huge "spoon". 

Then we switched over and I was one of the chasers but really I didn't have to do anything with all some of the physically strongest players on my team so I pretty much wondered round the court and out of nowhere, this dude whom I'm guessing is a beater from the other team just came right at me and slammed the whole fluffy ball on me so hard, I thought the "spoon" was going to fly with it. Then, he just yelled, "Run laps!" Right, dude. You really expect me to do that? Then of course, we won when Taryn (one of the 2 seekers) caught this oddly shaped yellow... thing, that the teacher just threw out. We actually caught it twice, winning, twice. Uh, yay :) 

Never in a million years would I expect to enjoy P.E class that much, despite the gross, sweat and sweat filled yellow bands which we wore to differentiate the teams. Today even passed pretty quick because most periods were singles. But then again, tomorrow's going to be complete hell with a whole day of boring, doubles. Like, talk about the worst day of the week. I haven't even started working on my humanities homework yet and I'm still weighing my options. To do it now and watch TV tonight but sleep at - OH SHIT. THE OSCARS ARE SHOWING TONIGHT AGAIN AT 8PM. 

... So looks like I HAVE, to do my work. Like now. And get it done. Fast. Right. That's it. Oh dang, I suppose I can't stay up late tonight then. Oh bummer. Or maybe I could just bring my laptop up to my room again and watch some late night movies :) Yes, I should do that.

Okay, and I'm going to get to work like, now. I have to watch the Oscars tonight. HAVE, to.