Swimming Carnival

I can’t say I’ve ever been the biggest fan of school swimming carnivals. Or athletics carnival. Cross country I like, but that’s about it.

Today was our swimming carnival.

To be honest, the only real reason I went was because of all the people saying “You HAVE to come, it’s our last one.” So I went. That’s me, saying no to peer pressure. But I actually ENJOYED it, something otherwise completely unheard of.

I am in Duranbah (red and black), the house who’s crappiness is surpassed only by Bilinga, except Bilinga, as pink and yellow, have the ability to fail miserably with so much more flair than we do.

But anyway.

I went in

• the championship (very, very good swimmers) back stroke, despite the fact that I am neither a very, very good swimmer, or able to do backstroke.
• the championship breast stroke, but although I’m better at breast stroke than I am at back stroke, I’m still not good enough to be able to really compete in the championship event. But I did anyway.
• the championship freestyle. Same kind of deal.

My result….

Last, last, last. But in breast stroke, I was only last by a tiny bit. Sure, freestyle I was half a lap behind everyone else, but yeah…

Had heaps of fun though.

Best moment: picture this. Nerdy school captain with pasty skin, glasses, dressed as though he’s on the way to the country club and who has an unhealthy obsession with politics (but still awesome fun despite all this), bomb diving in the bomb diving competition, fully clothed, with everyone present (about 2/3 of the school) chanting his name. It was so random.

Also kind of funny: the deputy got booed when we’d all returned to school and were meant to be watching the limbo competition, but were throwing beach bowls around, hitting them up and stuff. She confiscated them.

Oh my god. I think I’m going to have to go to the athletics carnival this year.

Also, just to demonstrate the kinds of getups worn at the carnival: