I don't think I should post about swim again, those of you that do read this are probably getting bored of that. Three weeks of just talking about swim meets would probably be a little bit of over kill. I had two meets this week, the first one I am not even sure about, my memory of it is hazy. I did drop nine seconds on butterfly though, that was the highlight. The second meet was a two day meet, and it was a lot of fun. My legs are very vandalized and the sharpie may never come off them (not that I want it to). I swam 100 free and 50 in a 200 free relay. I could spend a whole post on that meet, but like I said, you are probably not interested in hearing about a swim meet every post.
Now you get to hear about my ninja puma scar, because they are irrelevant but I haven't told you any unrelated stories lately, so it's high time I did.
This summer I went to girls camp, for girls at my church who are like 12-18. There were a lot of 15 year old girls, but I really spent a lot of time with the 12 year olds. It was a ton of fun, although I got caught in a huge storm and ended up feeling kind of sick after that... But during camp I was roasting a hot dog. I never eat hot dogs, but I was that day. I had just taken the hot dog of the metal pole, so I think I stuck it back into the fire to see if I could get it red hot. After a minute I took it out and was just spinning it around not really noticing what I was doing. This roasting stick was bent though, I don't know why it was bent so much or how I happened to choose that one, but by chance I had chosen the one that was so bent at the end. So I was spinning it around not paying attention when it hit my face. I started to shout because of the sudden pain (which that in it's self is a little weird, I usually shriek, not like shout). I caught myself though, and just put the roaster down and went to the little cabin I was staying in. It really hurt, but I didn't want anyone to know or be worried, so I decided to try and cover it up with make up. The problem was it burned from the top of my cheek down across my mouth and almost to my chin. I don't ever wear like foundation, so I tried to cover it with blush and lip gloss. At first I thought it might work, because you could hardly see it, but it killed. I asked one of the girls to let me hold a cold water bottle she had just filled up to my face~~~, and again tried to act totally natural while holding a water bottle to my face. It looked pretty stupid, because I was just jabbering about how it was so hot and it was really a good idea to hold cold water bottles to your face.
My whole make up and water bottle thing was kind of working, but we were about to go on a hike then go canoeing. As we were hiking my face started hurting more and more, but I tolerated it. We canoed, then when I got back on shore people started asking what happened to my face. I said I had just burned it, but yeah it was fine.
Waiting for the other girls I started talking to this one girl, she is in 9th grade with me and is really quiet, so I had hardly ever talked to her. We were talking and had heard it was almost time to hike back to camp, so we followed some older girls back. I couldn't see the other girls, just the one I was talking to and the two we were following. Right when we were leaving it started raining. I figured that I could handle it, just a little rain right? But the hike was all up hill, and the rain turned to hail. Now with my face still searing and trudging uphill in freezing hail, I was pretty miserable. But a little while into the hike back we all realized that none of the other girls were with us. There were girls from other wards, but none from ours.
We didn't want to go all the way back, so we decided to just keep on going. It hailed or rained or sleeted the whole time. I was soaking, and my shoes were dripping from all the puddles and condensation. We got back to camp after what seemed like forever, and were faced with another problem, there were hot showers, but there were only two. We all decided that since there were four girls, the two older ones would get one shower and the 9th grade girl and I would get the other. This ended up more confusing and strange than I expected or than it sounds, so I don't think I will explain how it all ended up, but we were all showered and just talking for an hour before anyone got back.
One of the leaders had decided to stay back, so she talked to us, but again with my mouth hurting it started to get hard to talk. My scar was now bright and starting to blister. The freak storm had worn everyone out, so we were all just sitting in the bunks talking when everyone came back.
Talking hurt, but for some reason chewing gum didn't, so I started chewing a lot of gum. I had a dozen or more pieces in my mouth by the time dinner came. (I got that number into the 30's the next day, much to the disgust of my mom when she picked me up.)
But back to the story, It kept hurting, and it killed when it blistered. Some people started asking me what happened to my face and if I was okay, which I was I said, but about half way through the next day it stopped being okay and I couldn't speak at all and was almost in tears at how much it hurt to open my mouth.
One of the senior girls told me when I was trying to come up with a better story than "I got burned on a weenie roaster" as one of the other girls had suggested I say (because it sounds so pathetic), that I say I was attacked my a ninja. She kept coming up with better ideas, and my favorite was a was attacked my a puma. So that is how I got my ninja puma scar. (unfortunately it faded an incredible amount within like a week, so now you can't see it.)
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