Three hours 'til...

Um...um, anon-person? Thank you so, so much. Um. If you want anything; just ask. Or yeah. I want to write you something so bad. Erm.

Thank you.

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I went to competition today for JROTC. I was competing in Physical Fitness and we didn't do too badly. I mean, we placed fifth, but that's not terrible. It's not particularly good, but it could have been a lot worse considering every female and a few of the males on our team are sick and/or injured. The competition consists of two minutes each of push-ups and sit-ups, and a mile run.

I managed to get almost ten more push-ups than my maximum - thirty-three - has been all year. I got forty-one. I am so pleased with that. My sit-ups could have better. I went from a ninety-one three weeks ago to an eighty-one three days ago to a seventy-five today. That' made me sad. And my mile was an eight forty-five, which, like fifth place, isn't bad but isn't good. AT the bery least I came in only a second behind the other girl on the A Team, and we paced each other the entire run. So.

Yeah, it could have definitely been worse.

But mostly today was pure chaos. We all got up at three or four this morning to get to the school by five; which left a whole bunch of tired teenagers trying to get organized and get the bus loaded in a quick. orderly fashion at five-fifteen on a Saturday morning.

We ended up forgetting three of the rifles our marksmanship team needed to shoot with. Thankfully our host school was one a little over/a little under an hour away from our school, and we found out about this two hours before the people who used those rifles had to shoot. A parent hauled a-- back to our school, grabbed the rifles, and hauled a-- back. In the words of his daughter, "don't worry - he speeds." 

Everyone had their rifles and was able to shoot by the time this was done. So that's good.

It was an interesting day. I hated the fact that my job entailed a whole bunch of picture-taking, but that/s okay. I only have to be S-5 for another trimester.

Right now I'm a bit tired and sore, and happy to be home. And debating whether or not I want to wake up to my birthday, or if I want to stay awake and greet March 14th at midnight. Decisions, decisions...

Anyway.

Thank you again anon, so much.

And to everyone else, I hope you have a great day! 8D