Well I'm off the swim team until my grades improve. sniffle. Which sucks because I noticed my scale is fluctuating from my averaged 105 pounds to numbers i have never hit before [114. what the F*ck?]. Plus when i went to the party Saturday my aunts told me I " look like [Ive] gained weight". Oh no! I'm actually really nervous, i just figured it was muscle mass...
Anyhow, Easter Party was a blast. What better nighttime activity to participate in the dark with the gang then, man hunt! Patrick, Andrew, Ian, Ross, Daniel, Jeremy, and me. Base is upstairs in Pats/ Andrew/Nick 's room. Where the only way to free trapped prisoners is to fervently sneak past the stairways. Limits are the house's property no rules except you have to go straight to the base when caught. In sets of two, or solo, the chased are hidden in the best place they could find. The team of hunters set off to hunt out the hidden. What follows are frantic chases in the streets, unexpected saviors , a strong sense of panic, beating hearts, shaking legs, and strategies. Some don't even bother with shoes and just sprint in and out of the doors. nothing better .
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ah! i'm 114 too! i wish i was at the easter party with y'all. :P
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