Well, we played our first dodgeball game. And, I think it is safe to say that we got annihilated. We didn't win a single match, however we had a good time and that is all that matters. Now the thing is that my ability to have children might be debatable... I got nailed in my fragiles.
There was also this man who some of the kids and I nicknamed "the freak" or "freakboy" or something like that last semester because of his large size and tendency to hurl the balls at inhuman speeds, with such ferocity that a savage grunt would erupt from his lips. He seemed to be gunning for me, and at least four times hurled these foam balls of death at alarming speeds coming within centimeters of my head. At one point he tried to blame it on my height. Like it was MY fault he was trying to knock my head off. I fail to see the logic in that.
One woman on our team was taken out with a ball to the face. Knocked her glasses nearly off her face, and she fell to the ground and was seeing double until we got her back to her room about 10 minutes ago. She was standing up, so really the guy that hit her should have been taken out of the game for the head shot. But that didn't happen. He stayed in the game and we got to substitute a person in for her.
Anyway, now I've got this adrenaline surging through my system and I need to figure out an appropriate outlet for my excess energy.
I will talk with all of you, my people, later.