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My particular nemesis was DODGE BALL. B|

We played a version called "Chinese Dodge Ball" (I have no idea why and strongly suspect the reason is fairly un-PC) wherein there are multiple balls in play and everyone throws at everyone else. If you get hit, you're out. If you're out, you sit down. If, while sitting down, you get your hands on a ball and manage to hit someone who's still up, you're no longer out. If you're out and you toss a ball to someone else who is out -- without it touching the ground! -- and they hit someone who is up, you are both back in. The only official room for teamwork was in making chains of people sitting down and hoping the person who threw the ball had good aim. However, sometimes people who were in would gang up on other people in loose coalitions -- usually the jock guys -- and sometimes they'd even throw the ball to a friend who was out so they could get back in. There was also some strategy possible involving getting hit in the first place such that you could sit in an inconvenient or out-of-the-way place (you sat where you were when you were hit, but if you took a dramatic enough fall, it wasn't necessarily where your feet were).

Now, overall, I didn't hate the game. Honestly, it was a lot more fun than the traditional kind, and it's probably better training for games where you might have to scrimmage on the field. My problem was that occasionally I would get targeted by bullies. :(

As for my favourite, I'm not really sure. There were a lot of things I wasn't so much adverse to as just fairly bad at. I think people who only met me in high school would be surprised to know that when I was little, I wanted to be a professional baseball player. (It didn't occur to me at the time that none of the Blue Jays were women. ^^;) I wasn't terrible at it, and my hopes were further buoyed by the fact that my mom played in a softball league -- but then puberty happened. As soon as I had boobs, my swing suffered terribly. Actually, my entire sense of balance was shot (I used to do gymnastics and skate, but that all ended).

I still have pretty good aim with a ball, as I've proven in various snowball fights. ;3

Games/sports I usually played with my friends and/or family and/or large family pets for fun include badminton, volleyball (and zany variations thereof), and tug-of-war. I also love to swim. I've wound up needing CPR more than once, but I still get in the water. (Lesson for those following at home: don't stay in so long that you get too tired to keep swimming and drown. Drowning really blows!)

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Date: 2008-12-03 03:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teriyakibroth.livejournal.com
The running laps or long distances. I never minded suicide runs but the laps/long runs were awful.

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Date: 2008-12-03 03:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eliyes.livejournal.com
Yeah. :-( I think I especially disliked having to run laps down the sidewalks of the streets surrounding the school grounds. I know we did it at least once. By the end of it my lungs felt ragged.

And that thing where the gym teacher said you shouldn't move your upper body at all, except your arms! That never made sense to me.
Edited Date: 2008-12-03 03:28 am (UTC)

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Date: 2008-12-03 03:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kiffie.livejournal.com
...*makes mental note to put Water Wings on an ely before swimming*

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Date: 2008-12-03 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teriyakibroth.livejournal.com
Chances are she'll convince you to give her a piggy back out in the water. That's what always happened when we would go to the beach.

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Date: 2008-12-03 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eliyes.livejournal.com
8D
No flatfish, this time.

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Date: 2008-12-03 04:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teriyakibroth.livejournal.com
I cannot control where flatfish are.

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Date: 2008-12-03 04:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eliyes.livejournal.com
I am attempting to do so with the power of my mind.

Little buggers can burrow right under the sand, which they are already the colour of. At the Museum of Natural History, they could never be sure how many of them were still in the tide tank and how many the other critters had eaten.

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Date: 2008-12-03 04:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kiffie.livejournal.com
:o

Kiffies are a mode of transport.

Vrum!

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Date: 2008-12-03 04:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eliyes.livejournal.com
*draws a VW on your nose and rides you around the pool* BD

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Date: 2008-12-03 06:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eliyes.livejournal.com
Faster, faster! 8D

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Date: 2008-12-03 04:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eliyes.livejournal.com
Water Wings impede my ability to do handstands in the shallowish end. I was a master of getting loose of them as a kid.

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Date: 2008-12-03 03:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kiffie.livejournal.com
*wields duct tape* >:3

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Date: 2008-12-03 06:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eliyes.livejournal.com
:O Will the sticky stand up to the chlorine or saltwater?

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Date: 2008-12-03 08:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kiffie.livejournal.com
*double checks -- makes it Duck Tape, then -- made for swimmin'!*

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Date: 2008-12-03 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eliyes.livejournal.com
Sneaky! X3

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