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Polar Plunge

I joined the rowing team last week. I remember it clearly. It was a Wednesday evening and my mother waltzed into my room and exclaimed: "You're going to rowing in thirty minutes. Be ready," I jumped off the floor and tossed on some work out clothes.

I arrived and I rowed. I rowed some more on Friday. On Saturday and Sunday I got up at five AM and drove to a place for a rowing race. It was very fun.

Then came Monday. Monday started out like your average rowing day, but today, many people showed up. A lot of them were new. Including one boy who I shall call Guy. Our coach, Nick instructed four girls to get in the four man boat, the one that I had rowed in so far. Our coxswain (pronounced cok-sin) was in there as well. So they got in. Then the male and female who usually rowed the singles got those in the water and rowed away. 

Now only Guy and I were left. Nick told us we were rowing the double today. This was completely new to me, especially since on the four man, you only use one oar. On the double however, each person has two separate oars per person. This was nerve wracking in of itself. To make matters worse, neither Guy nor I had ever rowed a double, so we had no clue what the Hell we were doing. 

We did okay for the first time in the double. For a while, anyway, As we were heading back to the dock to talk to Nick, well that was where it all turned to Hell. See, the female in the single was doing a start at the dock, so we had no way of getting to the dock, so we had to wait. As we were waiting, we drifted towards a buoy.

Now we were in a $30,000 Olympic row boat. We had no intention of hitting a buoy and getting murdered by the coach. So we rowed backwards like crazy. Unfortunately, we got unbalanced. Most people would be able to save the boat from tipping. Not two newbies who had no clue what we were doing. We tipped. Our boat flipped over completely. We were in the freezing lake for at least 15 minutes. I could barely walk. It hurt like a bitch. 

Here is a video of us tipping. We're in the back corner.

In case you missed that:

 You can clearly see us here (kind of)

And we're gone.

Most normal people would quit rowing after that, but not Guy and I. We both have continued to show up and row, though only in the four man from now on.

Alot of Forest

Google is wrong. Yes. The almighty Google is finally wrong about something. What? How is this possible!

Well my friends and such, I have witnessed it with my own eyes. Google has finally been wrong about something. Let me tell you the story of how I came across this issue:

I was just sitting in English class after I had finished our new Sage Testing thingy. I happened to be working on our last ever vital vocabulary. I'm planning on writing a short story for it, because you know, short stories and stuff. So I was looking up places with heavy forests. The words I typed in though, were "places with a lot of forest" and that my dears, is where the problem lies. We all know how google automatically corrects you with

We all know the "Did you mean" things. Google corrected me when I was looking for forests. What's wrong with what I typed though? According to Google:

A lot is one word. Now the author of Hyperbole and a Half did a post on this. So I decided to take her creature and make one of the new Google mistake:

Credit to Hyperbole and a Half

Alot of forest! So yes. The world is becoming more and more stupid. This has been proven by Google's incapability to spell even one of the simplest things. I hope that together, we can at least try to make the world smart again so we don't end up like Idiocracy. Thank you for listening (reading) to my rant. Have a beautiful day filled with correct spelling and smartness.

Last Day

Today was a sad, sad, day for me. It was my last day of lacrosse for the season. We had a game and it was awesome. We won 8-4 and it was fabulous. I played goalie for the first half of the game and I only let two goals in. I saved four goals as well.

I really love lacrosse. It's my favorite sport ever. That and if I ever tried soccer I'd fall on my face because I can't run and kick a ball at the same time.

Anyway, in the game, there was one player on the other team, number three. She was scary. She could run really fast and would always shoot. Not only that, but she called out a play.

At one point in the first half, while I was goalie, we got a yellow card. That means that one person on our team has to sit out for two minutes. The other team was rewarded with the ball. Number three sprinted it down the field and brought the ball to our end. Our defense was awesome considering we were playing man down. She brought it to the lower left side of the field and started yelling "Po" Everyone was confused, that is until after she shot. She shot at the goal and made it in. It had been a direct shot since she beat her defender.

After that I looked to the other side of the net and realized what happened. The play was named "Po." It was meant to draw our defense away. Their attack would run to the opposite side of the field than the ball, drawing all our defense to them. It was really smart. It was annoying though.

During the second half, I got to play attack. I didn't score any goals, but I was able to get the ball at one point. It was pretty awesome. So all in all, it was an awesome last game. We played really hard and we won the game. It was cool. Also, we got to wear our white uniforms, which are my favorite.

I'm number 21