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So, in gym today, we had to play floor hockey. And for me, that means one word: GOALIE.

Which means I get hit by a little bright orange ball that makes me want to kill the nearest person. And getting whacked in the shins by overly-competitive retards who NEED TO GET A LIFE! There is absolutely no reason to be able to hit something that hard with a stick. scream

But, anywho, on with my story. So I was goalie for the 5446549886 time, even though I have no hand eye coordination at all. And I'd just been hit by this same idiot for the fifth time. So I was pretty pissed at him... but not enough to actually do something about it.

And then, he comes down the court, all by himself, when my moronic defender was on the opposite end of the court, and hits a slapshot at me. I block it with my stick without even realizing it, and he comes in and tries to smack it in the net about 5 inches from the net...

AND HITS ME RIGHT IN THE BOTTOM LIP WITH THE END OF HIS STICK!

Then I was pissed.

And my lip was all bleeding and puffy.

And I was PISSED.

And then what happened, you say? I actually controlled my temper until he tried to score on me again! I accidentally hit him as hard as I can with my stick in the shin.

Accidentally. :3