There was something infuriating me over the last two weeks. It's called Interhouse Basketball, where all the different groups in our year play against each other in a little tournament.
I happen to hate sports, but I also happen to enjoy basketball. Plus I get the odd lucky shot. So I was upset when I wasn't chosen for our team.
'Good luck.' I said to our form Captain, Mark. 'Have fun while I pretend I'm playing.' There was more I wanted to say, but I didn't.
'Actually, Ste isn't here, so you're gonna play instead of him.'
Brick falls from sky.
'Oh, thats good.' I say, taken aback, but also delighted. Then I tried in vain to shout for Mikey, who keeps my P.E kit in his locker. He just didn't seem to be aware I was shouting.
After a disastrous football attempt, which saw us beaten 9-0 in the first match and a draw, it was time for Basketball. We practiced during break, and I got a few lucky baskets, and I was raring to go.
Catastrophe #1
I'm generally unfit and bad at sports, I tire easily and I can't seem to get the ball of anyone else.
Catastrophe #2
We lost our first 2 matches. though not as badly as at football. Sam scores a great three pointer against us.
Joyous occasion #1
In the third match, we are losing, when I manage to put in a simple shot, and we are drawing. Within 30 seconds we are losing again. I manage to get the ball, and without travelling (phew) get it to just past the half-way line. There's no chance this is going in, but I take a half-hearted shot anyway.
...
...
I JUST BLOODY GOT A HALF DECENT THREE POINTER FROM THE MIDWAY POINT WHILE SIDE ON!!!!
That's a momentous occassion for someone as terrible at P.E as me. Of course, me being a geek, everyone blows it way out of proportion, even me (I hugged Mark without realising it)and I'm treated to a chorus of my name, and 'Shot of the day' from almost everyone there.
I'm estatic.
We still lose.
Thursday, 18 December 2008
Sunday, 14 December 2008
re: What to do??
No, this isn't a reply to an email, or a message, or anything like this. What it is a plea for help.
Cause, it's sunday, for Tuesday, I have homework to do for RE. Me and my friend Jack decided to do a movie together, cause we like to do movies and it fit. But the problem is, my camcorder was away being fixed, so we borrowed my other friends camcorder. It is really bad.
We were parodying the Back To the Future scene where the doc sends Einstein forwards in time at the twin pines mall, so we filmed it at night. our friends camcorder however, can't handle low light, so it decided that everytime we dared to twitch, our entire bodies dissapear and then reapear. That is if you can make us out through the grain and blur in the first place.
Thanks to Mikey for lending it us anyway.
So we make the film, and edit it. But what to do now. The film is excruciatingly bad, it's beyond that but there's words. It's a comedy without the funny, and a movie without the moving (lest we become ghosts again).
We failed!!
(plus I'm really tired, Mikey stayed at min friday, and Jack saturday. groan.)
Cause, it's sunday, for Tuesday, I have homework to do for RE. Me and my friend Jack decided to do a movie together, cause we like to do movies and it fit. But the problem is, my camcorder was away being fixed, so we borrowed my other friends camcorder. It is really bad.
We were parodying the Back To the Future scene where the doc sends Einstein forwards in time at the twin pines mall, so we filmed it at night. our friends camcorder however, can't handle low light, so it decided that everytime we dared to twitch, our entire bodies dissapear and then reapear. That is if you can make us out through the grain and blur in the first place.
Thanks to Mikey for lending it us anyway.
So we make the film, and edit it. But what to do now. The film is excruciatingly bad, it's beyond that but there's words. It's a comedy without the funny, and a movie without the moving (lest we become ghosts again).
We failed!!
(plus I'm really tired, Mikey stayed at min friday, and Jack saturday. groan.)
Monday, 8 December 2008
Listen up. I arrived.
Late and tired, I stumble onto my long forgotten Blogger acount.
Looking back to April last year, I can remember the very day I started the account. It was 3 days into my photo project. Seems like 10 years ago now.
But that's enough dreamy nostalgia for one post. I'm here, I will do at least one post a week (yeah, like thats gonna happen). I am, at least to myself, notoriously bad at remembering to do what can only be described as "stuff". Get the rotten eggs ready people.
Anyways, a little about me, cause why the heck would you want to read about me, if you don't know who I am???
I'm David, or haggler on youtube (that story is for another time). I'm 15 at the moment, and in Year 10. That also means I must be in Britain, which by some odd and actually quite racist reasoning i'm now trying to forget about, also must mean i'm English.
Cups of tea, bowler hats, moustaches, yeah all that stuff. Never seen any of it.
You know, I think I'm gonna love doing this....
Looking back to April last year, I can remember the very day I started the account. It was 3 days into my photo project. Seems like 10 years ago now.
But that's enough dreamy nostalgia for one post. I'm here, I will do at least one post a week (yeah, like thats gonna happen). I am, at least to myself, notoriously bad at remembering to do what can only be described as "stuff". Get the rotten eggs ready people.
Anyways, a little about me, cause why the heck would you want to read about me, if you don't know who I am???
I'm David, or haggler on youtube (that story is for another time). I'm 15 at the moment, and in Year 10. That also means I must be in Britain, which by some odd and actually quite racist reasoning i'm now trying to forget about, also must mean i'm English.
Cups of tea, bowler hats, moustaches, yeah all that stuff. Never seen any of it.
You know, I think I'm gonna love doing this....
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