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Do you ever wish you could donkey punch your past self?

Ah, a lot of times I look back at journals back from the dawn of swimmerguy, and I'm like: hmmmm, I don't know who wrote this, but I HATE THEM!

Like, a year ago, I thought I knew everything about swimming, I thought I understood it in it's every aspect, from meets to how to best move water quickly, to how fast times are, and basically put on huge airs about how much I really knew.
Now, this year, I look back, and I realize I know tons more, TONS more about swimming than I did then, and I could think again that I knew everything, because there doesn't seem anything more to learn.

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The Lesson of the Moth

i was talking to a moth
the other evening
he was trying to break into
an electric light bulb
and fry himself on the wires

why do you fellows
pull this stunt i asked him
because it is the conventional
thing for moths or why
if that had been an uncovered
candle instead of an electric
light bulb you would
now be a small unsightly cinder
have you no sense

plenty of it he answered
but at times we get tired
of using it
we get bored with the routine
and crave beauty
and excitement
fire is beautiful
and we know that if we get
too close it will kill us

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Old members, and what am I doing here?

I've been thinking of posting this for a while, but Dracofang's journal prompted me to now.

What the fuck am I doing on Oasis?
Well, I first joined because I needed a place for support, and I used it for that.
But now, I don't need much support anymore, and actually haven't for a while.

And I posted journals with philisophical ideas in them, but the people who always discussed in them are gone and nobody really reads them anymore.

I also tried to help people through tough times, which I don't really do much of anymore.

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Sorry, Boy Scouts

Sorry I posted twice today, but I don't do it very often.
We got a postcard about going to this guy's Eagle Scout ceremony for Boy Scouts, and I was like all surprised they hadn't forgotten about our house, because my brother quit like a year and 2 months ago and I quit a few months later.

But I just thought of this weird conversation I had that I'm nearly completely sure I've never shared.
Okay, so some of you remember Joe, from the swim team that I used to talk about?

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What's your pet peeve?

I just get kinda annoyed when there's people who know every single football game and go to a bunch of them, and we have like 90 something people on the Varsity boys team alone, let alone JV and Freshman.
And our football team isn't even that good. We lose at least as much as we win.
But no one seems to know that our swim team is really really good, and that we have a great coach.
Sometimes I just can't help being Don't you KNOW that our swim team is like one of the best few in the state? Don't you KNOW that? If you're tired of the football team losing, just watch the swim team.

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Ugh. I just found out that at Champs, which I was at, Ed the swimmer broke the NATIONAL AGE GROUP RECORD for the 100 free.
That means at that event he swam the fastest ever time for a 13-14 year old boy in the whole country.

And why do I have to be his age? If I was just like 4 months younger, I wouldn't be his age or his grade. I'd be one of the fastest people in the region for 13 year olds... The fastest 14 year old usually isn't THAT fast.
That means that now I will probably never be State Champ, which was my goal, and that's because Ed might win it 4 times in a row.

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Boy, that's a relief

So I loved today, because I never had a spare moment. Get up at 6:15 and quickly get ready for school at 7:20. Then get out at 2:00, go to school swim practice at 2:20, swim till 3:45, when I quickly go to piano lesson at 4:00, stay there until 4:40, run home and THROW DOWN a Cup Noodles as fast as I can so I can get to club swim at 5:00, swim till 6:30, then go to strength training until 7:30, then get home soon after and eat dinner, finish at 8:20, do homework for a while. Finished now, at 9:30, and I'll probably go to bed in about an hour.

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Look how hot this is! SO INCREDIBLY SEXY!!!

Makes my heart race every time.

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Sorry, just wrote a long, drawn out, dramatic, embarrassing journal. Very sorry if you read that piece of crap, I deleted it immediately... (psst, saved a copy for you, Elph, if you want it)
But, all I feel like reiterating is I have a new favorite person on the face of the Earth. We visited my relatives in Idaho, and there we met my cousin's son. (what is that, cousin once removed or 2nd cousin or what?)
His name is Jeremiah, and he's 1. And he's the cutest, happiest baby you've ever heard about in yo life!
What is there to dislike about him?????

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OMG THAT'S SO SAD! *tears*

Okay, so I go to this one summer camp every summer, I think this summer will be my 9th year attending.
Last year, I was in a group with 4 other guys and our counselor.
One of the guys I didn't like very much.
One of the other ones was okay, and he was pretty funny, but I don't really care about seeing him again.
The counselor I really did like but I'll probably see him again next year anyway.

But then my 2 best friends were Crazee Austrian and Awesome Asian. Crazee Austrian #2 friend and Awesome Asian #1.

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I don't get it. What's wrong with sex?

This is something I've felt for a while.
I see people as a kind of animal, very sophisticated and intelligent to be sure, but still prone to our primal urges.
Because no matter how many times we put on a suit or have a polite conversation, there's just this layer that our intelligence and social pressures builds up over our innately animal selves.
And sometimes that shows up, namely when people, mainly men, get drunk, and sometimes there are just people like Kim Jong Il that I just shake my head and are like "why? Why must you do these stupid, stupid, pointless aggressions?".

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Test of your world trivia

Okay, a couple questions. It'll start out easy, then probably get harder. Try not to google it then spout it out in the comments...

Who is the fastest swimmer in the world?

What is the tallest mountain in the world?

What is the tallest building in the world?

What is the fastest car in the world? (AKA, roadcar with the most horsepower)

What was the most expensive music video ever made? (adjusting for inflation)

What is known as the oldest non-clonal organism? (discounting technically immortal jellyfish and bacteria colonies)

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Ah, that's funny!

So I don't want to use his name again, as it might show up on a google search and nobody would be too happy about it, but I've mentioned him before, the really fast 13 year old swimmer with the initials CA.

Well, I've like talked to him once or twice. I've seen him at only like 3 or 4 meets.
And then I friended him on Facebook. And today he accepted my friend request! I just laughed for a while when I saw that. That was hilarious.

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Math is not my life, as hard as it may seem to believe!

Everywhere I go people just don't understand.
Here are my grades:
English- A
German- A
Orchestra- A
Trig- B+
Chemistry- A
Health- A

So, does anything stand out to you on that list? Okay, it's all A's, except for Trig. Do you wanna guess why?
Because that teacher doesn't understand, she's like one of everyone.
My orchestra teacher, high school swim coach, piano teacher, and most glaringly of all MS. TRIG.

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Damn you shortness!!!

So today we were warming up at Champs. Unfortunately, we only had 2 other guys from my team, brothers, besides me that were warming up in a pool with over 300 other people we didn't know.
So we were in a lane with both really young girls that I ran over a bunch while warming up, then there were 1 or 2 really fast guys that were running over and raping me.
Of all the luck. This meet is for 14 and unders, I'm 14, one of the oldest at the meet, and one of the fastest, and 1 or 2 of the 10 something guys who could crush me there were in my lane.

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