So while I know that Sports Are Fun (especially if there's some sort of competition involved... i.e. no "jogging", which is pointless and masochistic) and Camps Are Fun, the thought of a Sports Camp really made me ill... even though I knew that it would be fun once I got into it coz I'm just that kind of person that hates to do things halfway, so once I started I'd probably play like a normal person (because everyone hates a whiner.) (To clarify, I am a very proficient whiner, but I do it just to annoy people on purpose, and because it's fun [I do it so WELL!], not because I am an actual Real Whiner.)
So anyway, I'm back from camp and MY TEAM WON THE OVERALL CHAMPIONSHIP. I even played in the street soccer final and had actual physical contact with the ball and tackled people! I even tripped someone up! (Yeah, so he was my brother and I felt bad afterwards and yelled "Sorry!" but the point is that I did something aggressive and sporty, yo.) Oh oh oh, PLUS, I got smacked in the leg so hard with a soccer ball during a defence practise that it left a mark on my skin... it's been 3 days and it's still there. Not any ordinary bruise, mind, a Ball Print!! I see the edges of the hexagonal/pentagonal soccer ball pattern stamped on my leg! It's very cool.
But now I am aching and am off to look for chocolate.