The Girl at the Pool - Part 2
I had a debate Saturday. It was at a public high school. My partner was the one that I had discussed in the previous post "Failure". As I had said before, she is amazing, both as a person and as a debater. Anyways, since I don't know if I mentioned this in the previous post, and because I'm too lazy to look back, I want to mention the fact that she is extremely over-secure. She's one of those people who never belittles themselves. I hate that, but oh well.
I had a debate Saturday. It was at a public high school. My partner was the one that I had discussed in the previous post "Failure". As I had said before, she is amazing, both as a person and as a debater. Anyways, since I don't know if I mentioned this in the previous post, and because I'm too lazy to look back, I want to mention the fact that she is extremely over-secure. She's one of those people who never belittles themselves. I hate that, but oh well.
Surprisingly, we do considerably well as a team even though our political views are completely opposites. We debated our second round with a tiny slip of paper written by her mom. When we learnt we got into the finals, instead of using our 15 minutes to prepare, we wasted time talking about other stuff. That pretty much sums our strategy. We both ended up going up to the podium with nothing but a couple words on our notes listing our 3 points. Funny thing is, we actually won. So much for power team. No offense the the second place team.
Now regarding the little incident at Lord Byng. Yes, I might have given a strange look. I don't feel as if what was done was the right thing. The statement must have hurt the feelings of the first place girl and made an embarrassing situation for the organizers. However, the thing that is most unfair was her placement. As for that highly functioning sociopath, "Really buddy, I thought you were on my side."
Fine, I'll admit it. I
might be a little chicken once in a while. The reason for the title of this
blog is a reference to when I did my bronze cross at the Aquatic
Center. I'm pretty sure my instructor called me girly for I was too
scared to get into that freezing water. I actually wore a T-Shirt while in
the pool and ran to the kiddy pool at the end of each session to warm up. On
the flip side, I am not insecure because I listen to Michael Buble
and Celine Dion. They are seriously great singers.
Although they have bad advice for the past little while, they are the best. I'm starting to
think that my partner is a little over-secure. Might be her culture, but I
don't understand why she doesn't seem to see how dangerous things are in this
world. Depending on gods supposedly found on the back of
math tests....
