Swimming
Posted on August 4th, 2008 by monsoux
What a drag. I remember I once said I had lost the apartment key, and then fount it, but of course it was already too late for going to the training. And all the competitions. And the chlorine. And the so called training camps (hello, I was not going anywhere! how can you call that a “camp”?!). Missing on cartoons for trainings or competitions. All of that because somebody said to my mum, most probably to her, “He is a natural”. How I hated those times, and those feelings. How funny it is to miss it now. How funny to think “I am in training now” and “there will be a time when I think I miss these times”. Because now, I just feel awkward.
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