The morning was tiring; getting up seemed to shed energy, even the thought of waking up was a nuisance. Honestly, I'd much prefer school, at the time being, but then again, I'd rather swim than sit in an empty classroom hearing one person's voice for 90 minutes straight. I began thinking to myself, about the swim, about what happens after, and about failure. Worrying didn't help cope with the tiredness, but the Maple sugar sure did the trick. I realized that worrying was one of the worst things you could do just before the test, so I decided to think happy thoughts. I recalled the Happy Working Song in the movie, Enchanted and began humming it along the way to the swimming pool. I noticed that like Pi, the simplest of things in life became the most treasured items you could afford. For me, a catchy tune, and a maple sugar french toast.
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| My class number |
It was quiet throughout the entire course of the test, a bit eerie in fact. Uncle by this time of the day had probably made about more than 5 different inappropriate jokes for entertainment, but today was not the day. It's funny how a serious thing may seem all fun and games right before the start of the pain. Similar to pressure, all is relaxed, but when the bubble bursts, it's not fun for everyone.
Luckily, our behavior reflected upon our performance. Disciplined, and well trained, most of us pasted the test. One by one we were ordered into the pool to show what we have learning in the past three weeks. To my surprise, I was not at one bit tired treading water for a few minutes, and CPR progressed through like a feather in the wind, gone. Overall, the test went pretty well, (I think) and pretty much, we were fully prepared for it. I guess at first the worrying kicks in, and overconfidence adds onto the worrier, but in the end, I quote from a renowned actor, "All is well!"
Saying goodbye was the hardest part, we took several pictures, but none of that can cherish or digitize the very memories that were made in the past three weeks.
Never will I forget the blue, pool and sky,Never will I forget ravishing smiles,Never will I forget the anger out of love by Coach,Never will this summer end without saying goodbye.
So, based on the "poem" I just wrote, we decided to rendezvous after all the tests are done, including the Association and ILS tests held the day after tomorrow. Luckily, Coach handed us a handbook that included all of our phone numbers, addresses, emails, social security numbers, etc. Truly a Stalker's Handbook.
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| "Stalker's Handbook" |
This has been an extremely pleasant, exciting, and AWESOME experience for me. I hate to be locked away indoors, unable to break free from the claustrophobia. Which is why I am announcing that starting 7/22~7/26, I will be going to a volunteering counseling job on the high mountains of Xindian. Also, I plan to join the instructing class next year for further experience in this field of life saving.
There are 9 song/movie/book references above. Can you find them all?


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