so i hadnt been swimming for weeks, maybe even months. there is no reason for this, i just never really got any time to go(although i live right next to the sports centre.) so i went yesterday. on my own. it was very fun, as you can imagine. i was in there for about 40 minutes before i decided this creepy girl had been watching my every move, therefore i exited very calmly. she looked about 15/16, maybe even older. im not going to joke, she just looked about me while i did my lengths. i did about 8-12 lengths and then had a 1 minute break then went again. she still continued to look at me. she wasnt even swimming! she was in the pool, just in the corner. she even looked at me in the shower, so i decided i would wash my hair at home. i casually left, trying ever so hard to not rasie my middle finger.
my friend, Alea (spud) stayed the night last night. i hadnt seen her since we broke up from school. we spent the whole night watching films. high school musical, is an example. we sang along, because were cool.
spud then wanted to go swimming today. we both got woken up at about 9ish from a strange noise heard outside. we then went and watched tele whilst we ate our toast. we got changed earlier than we had planned. meaning we had arrived at the sports centre at 11.10 ish. the earliest ive ever been swimming!
well, what can i say. there were sooo many hot boys. the first one we spotted looked about 14/15, we were going to go and say hey until we realised he was with his family. that was a bit of a bummer. the second guy was actually a lifeguard. he had such cute curly hair. he looked about 15/16. i was so tempted to go and meet him!! but spud said it was a bad idea. instead we just followed him around and constantly looked at him. he looked a little like harry from one direction. there was this other boy who we saw. he looked pretty fit from a distance but close up his nose was too big, we decided. he was also a lifeguard. there was a third lifeguard who was also looking very hot. but we were more interested in 'harry'. yes, we began calling him harry because he had hair just like the guy of one direction!
we decided we wanted to get 'harry's number. here are some of the plans we came with...
plan A: try and get him to come over. this failed, epicly.
plan B: pretend to drown, he would then have to come and rescue us. this sounded good until we realised we werent prepared to possibly die trying to get him.
plan C: go and ask him a pool related question. we didnt even try this as soon after thinking of it realised he would think we were incredibly dumb.
plan D: do some hand signals to get him to meet us outside after his shift. this also failed.
none of these plans sadly worked. we did, however, bump into him in the cafe. but by this point spud's mum and sisters were with us so we decided it would be hugly inappropriate to talk to strangers.
so i just got home from swimming. well i say 'just' but really i got home a few hours ago. it was tipping it down! i got so wet -.-. oh the joys of living in england. and ive have been freezing for these last few hours. ive put a jumper on now and im starting to feel a little warmer. and ive just remembered its Emilyss party tomorrow and i havent got her anything, yet.... eeepppppp
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