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★ Eavesdropping Skills. ★

Sunday, August 21, 2011 ( 9:09 PM )

I really enjoy sitting next to judges that completely ignore me, except to give me the deductions they've picked out of the routine a poor girl has just killed herself over. It is extremely entertaining, my lips have suffered from me having to bite them so I won't die of laughter. Do you know how hard it is to stop yourself from laughing when you catch funny bits of someone else's conversation? Especially when those people are supposed to be mature and grown up role models.
Well, takes one to know one.
Although every time I go back to what happened I almost die of laughter again.
Okay, so after 5 sessions of recording/score holding I have absorbed an amazing amount of information. I've also noticed today, that BOTH my coaches are left handed. Wow. What are the odds of that?
Thanks to my selective hearing, I have enough knowledge to keep me pondering over for 2 weeks. Now is the time to sort out which information to keep to myself, what to ponder over, what to write down so I will never forget and what to blurt out to everyone I can get to listen.

I'm laughing to myself again.

Some people whom I'd never though would have a sick sense of humour actually have incredibly dirty minds. INCREDIBLY dirty minds. This will be one of the things I keep to myself to secretly laugh over.
I mean, who uses swear words on 7-8 year olds?!
Away from that though...
Politics, Politics, Politics.
Well, you can't expect much can you? I think all these people would have had very successful careers in politics should they have wished to go down that road. I think all of us would have had good jobs as politicians. Ew. Politicians. It's every man for himself out there. But more every woman for herself.
And lots of complaining. Gym people are fantastic complainers. Like that McDonalds ad that claims that complainers make the world a better place. Pah. That's probably where I got that skill!
I'm wondering if it was actually intended for me to listen to all the complaining. Seeing as I've only been in north island gymnastics for a little over a term, this is a very good insight into how (not) different it is. This is where the similarities become strangely comforting. Well, club bias is definitely a national thing hahaha.
Anyway, listening to judge gossip, I must have been (although I've always known) that kid, the judges commented, like "OMG what the hell is she still doing here? She has pretty much no potential, I wish that other kid carried on instead of her. Look at how fat she is! She's not going to go very far is she?" Oh well. It's a jungle out there.
There are times where I wonder, why choose to compete in the first place? It's like we're putting ourselves in a position to get put down. Well I was, since I was shit from the very beginning. No potential whatsoever. None. Nothing. Zilch.
Hey Look! I'm demoralising myself again!

Must be entertaining for you readers.
Anyways, I'm getting pains up my knees, which is impossibly retarded. I've been sitting down the entire freakin' day! My knees never hurt! That's practically the only part of me that isn't faulty!
I'm going to pray that it's growing pains and get on with it. I think if I was allowed to take pain killers I'd have become a serious abuser of panadol by now. Well that's me. Pushing the boundaries.

I'm glad my eavesdropping skills have come in handy. I suppose I shouldn't really be advertising it on my blog, but since I've been to listening to everything and everything for the last 7 years, I don't suppose it makes a difference. And don't think you can hide anything from me, because I always find a way...
I'm a teenager for god's sake!
Ah well. Curiosity killed the cat right?
Well, I must be heading that way too.