So, I just got back from a YSA party/cook-off thing. I was really only planning on staying for a few minutes, but got sucked into playing games. Yeah, I know, the nerve of those people making me have fun. In the first game we played, everyone tied a balloon to their ankle and tried to pop everyone else's balloon while keeping theirs inflated. I expected to be out pretty early, but somehow I won. Don't ask me how--there were some pretty big guys playing and I was the only girl in there for the last little while. (Talk about scary...)
For the rest of the time, I kept my balloon on as badge of honor. Yes, you heard me right. Badge of honor, my friends. And a lot of people actually kept trying to pop it. Apparently I'm good at evasion or something, I don't know. Well, I was trying to keep it on so I could show my family when I got home. We were almost to the car when my balloon popped. I was so sad! I was doing so well! But, at least I still have the string and partial balloon tied to my ankle.
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