and it was totally worth it
That's right. I am (or was) covered in blood, bruises and root beer. I have a black eye, cuts and bumps on my scalp, three bruised nails, plastic burns on my wrists, elbows, knees and ankles. I was also covered in root beer, water, pickle juice, sprite, dirt, sweat and dirt. And my stomach hurts from laughing so much.
You see, we had an "Honors Field Day" sponsored by our hall council. They rented a giant inflatable slide, a giant inflatable obstacle course, an inflatable water slide, cotton candy machine, and a snow cone machine. We had burgers, sandwiches, cookies, fruit, rice krispie treats, chips and a bunch of other food. We has frisbees, water guns, kites and volleyball.
A bunch of our residents came out and played, ate, and had a good time. The RAs refused to play "police" and acted just as goofy as the residents. Actually, we may have been worse. Eventually, the majority of the residents left... but a very fun handful (all of which I actually like) and the RAs were left. We started acting super goofy. We were all over the obstacle course -- which is where I got the black eye. I was at the top of the slide part, was pushed by one of the five people behind me, and landed face first into someone's knee. I'm not sure whose knee -- there were another seven people already at the bottom. We dog piled, and took pictures.
The burns and various bruises came from the slides. Going that fast, plastic burns. Anyone who went down a slide has at least one burn if not many more.
The head wound is the most worrisome. I was at the top of the giant slide. We had a variable congo line going. I was sitting down when someone bounced and I started to slip and slide down -- on my side. I rolled and rolled and flopped and again connected with other people. It must have looked bad because everyone kept asking if I was ok. I knew my head hurt, and I was stunned and dazed... but I didn't think too much about it. After I sat for a while, we continued to play. Eventually, I was soaked by water guns, hosed down with soda, and had pickles dumped on my head. I was sticky and smelly and laughing so hard I thought I would bust. I also gave as good as I got... those guys will think twice before messing with me again. (Or not, because we had a lot of fun)
I finally got back inside and prepared to take a shower. I was attempting to comb my hair out, when I noticed the read. Turns out, I have three or four gashes in my head from where I hit people after my flight down the slide. The soda had washed away most of the blood, but it was still there and clotted. The lump is beautiful as well.
Most people would not enjoy this many injuries, but I gotta say, they were each worth it. I'm a bit concerned now because, though you won't be able to tell it, it has taken me a lot longer to type this. I keep messing up with my typing. Fortunately, I have a spell check installed that makes sure I spell things correctly. I keep adding or leaving out or mixing up the letters. I hope I don't have a concussion. Doesn't matter if I do, it's still worth it.