...until the bus broke down at midnight. We got back home at four thirty in the morning. Good times!
And, while at the meet, this guy came up to me and was like, "Hey! How did you do today?", but for the life of me, I couldn't figure out who he was even though he seemed to know who I was. He seemed really familiar, though. I think he may go to a school in our conference, so he should be at the conference meet in two weeks, so I'll see if I run into him there. And speaking of in two weeks, hopefully I'll be over this being sick and slightly injured bit I'm going through, since I upped the pressure to do well at the conference meet in for vault when I cleared the A standard twice at this last meet and bumped it off the bar on the way down both times. Rrrgh.
Here's a random picture I took of a guy pole vaulting during the meet, because the sky was being all cool- looking (plus we don't have any guy vaulters, and I've yet to see any pictures of me vaulting, so taking pictures of other people vaulting is the next best thing):
(and 93 days until BrickFair!!!!)
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