The summer I was three years old, we had an extended stay at a motel with a pool, and I practically lived in the pool all summer.
I just learned on my own to swim underwater, I never learned to swim properly.
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The summer I was three years old, we had an extended stay at a motel with a pool, and I practically lived in the pool all summer.
I just learned on my own to swim underwater, I never learned to swim properly.
We haven't even hit on the childhood crafty and arts skills.
We haven't even hit on the childhood crafty and arts skills.
I can glue macaroni on a picture frame like a motherfucker.
I would love to learn ballroom dancing and belly dancing. I can get down with my funky self when I'm alone with the door closed and the curtains drawn.
edit: though the cats probably are snickering to themselves when I do.
I offered to cover someone's powerbook with masking tape and adding shoe polish for a faux corkboard look. She declined.
I can glue macaroni on a picture frame like a motherfucker.
No fair making me laugh!
did you do handsprings?
No, sadly. I was crap. I had no physical coordination skills until I was done with puberty. Which took a while.
A gymnast friend offered to teach me five years ago, thought it should be no problem. Hmm.
Totally cracked me up too, sarameg. Robin is the bestest.
I think I'm actually less coordinated now that I have hips and boobs. I'm not as much of a tomboy anymore because a) shooting a ball around D's is hard b) getting knocked in the chest hurts much more and c) everything doesn't work like it did when I was lankier rather than curvier.
Don't forget the gold spraypaint on the macaroni frames!