During lunch at school

I feel like a . A great small pathetic limp .

 

 

 

Every lunchtime my friends and I sit by the tennis court where the footy boys play football ( otl don't even ask the logic of that ).

 

There is this guy, who happens to be my crush, is the worst footballer of that group. (Don't even ask.)

 

Every time he tries to shoot a goal he kicks right over the fence of the tennis court.

 

Not every time. Kind of an extreme exaggeration.  But he did three times in a row. So then everyone's like, aww just don't even try to shoot.

 

The person who kicks it out gets the ball and he went over the fence to grab the ball which happens to roll into the pond at times... Giant pond. It was part of the estuary right next to the school where we go kayaking sometimes.

 

To my disappointment the ball didn't go into the pond but my friend went down to get it but being the that HE is (my friend) he kicked it in the other direction.

 

The poor guy, (I'm getting to the point of the story... Slowly) had to go in the complete other direction and get the ball but instead of just bringing it up he tried to kick it in and he missed. Now that wouldn't have been so bad if he didn't miss the second time but he did.

 

Nevertheless, he missed trying to kick it in. More than once, several times and everyone was watching and laughing. So he throws it in but whoopsies I lied it didn't go in, it skimmed the edge of the court.  

 

I felt like a for laughing but it couldn't be helped. I've found out also that I have a quite y persona so I wouldn't have thought twice about this scenario if it hadn't been my crush.

 

My life story there.

 

I really don't know how to end these blogs so buhbai.

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