The Grapes and the Wrath

Music: Audioslave - Be Yourself

And so it was, the last rugby game of the season, against an intimidating purple-clad Centennial CVI. The grapes didn't have too much wrath this year -- we almost didn't lose!! ...And the prospect of that thrills me.

Things that were discovered on Centennial's feild:

1. Dog poo. (YAY! I love the poo!!)
2. A tampon.
3. A condom and condom wrapper.
4. Liz's mouthguard.

Yay! Hygene is fun for everyone! Anyways. Today I learned that I hate referees. Today I also learned that young, pure, innocent, naive GC girls rugby players should not be allowed to wander astray on foreign schoolgrounds.

Innocent One: Did we come this way?
Innocent Two: Yeah, I remember coming this way! *both trek into corridor trajecting the distinct bouncing of basket balls*
Myself: *reads bold, black lettering painted on Centennial wall* ...No, that is definately the boy's change room.

Silly, silly girls.

Annnnnnd I'm spent!