Monday, March 15, 2010

I Miss Fencing =^(

it has been, i don't know either one or two weeks since fencing ended and it feels like it was part of a different life already. despite that i am still magically transported to cloud nine whenever i think about the amazing time i had at states. just thinking about it gets my adrenaline flowing all over again, and puts that warm nothing can hold me back feeling in my gut. you know in Harry Potter how they need to think of happy moment to do a patronus or however you spell it? that would be my happy moment.

some people jump out of airplanes for an adrenaline rush but let me tell you i will never need to leave the ground for the adrenaline rush of a lifetime. there is something incredible about fencing against an opponent on your level when you are so deep in the zone that all you know is how best to react to your opponent, and how to best attack your opponent, it gives me an adrenaline rush like you wouldn't believe, and then when you win, oh man, it is the greatest feeling in the world. it is 4 parts pent up emotion, 5 parts triumph, and 1 part adrenaline.

that is y Kevin always yells YES when he gets a touch, but for me i don't shout my victory until the bout is over and then only for really close, really good, bouts but then the good bouts are usually close. and the only reason i don't shout sooner is because i just don't think to do so until after i win.

their are probably even more amazing feelings out there in the world but not many and none that i have ever experienced, the closest i can think of is when you are a little kid and your parents are genuinely, blown away proud, of something you have done in my case that would be winning the science fair back in 5th grade. by the way EGE you could have won several science fairs if you would have done projects that weren't all about statistics.

alright this has been way to long a post and i have gotten of topic more than once already so i will stop eating up your time heheh i just couldn't stop typing =^) sry.

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