of mini twists and feigned vulnerability

wearing mini twists loose while swimming is a terrible idea. a lot of them unraveled, so i ended up having to retwist the majority of them yesterday. in the future, i will probably have to braid the twists up for swimming.
luckily for me, though, i rarely ever find an appropriate opportunity to full-on swim. as much as i loved being on the swim team and being in and/or near water in general, i am not that guy who straps on his goggles and does laps in the communal pool. i never understood that guy. who looks at a bean-shaped pool lined with tiki torches and no more than six feet deep at its deepest that this is the perfect opportunity to finally make good on their new year's resolution to exercise more?
since that guy and i differ in opinions,  it'll be easy to avoid doing a lot of actual swimming in the future and instead start paddling around and treading water like every other smart girl with a nice hairdo.  i was always under the impression that those girls pretended to not know how to swim to appease the machismo of their boyfriends who were busy tackling each other on the deep end, yelling for the girlfriends to join them. of course, they know full well that unless the girl is the one being tackled, the game is somehow not as fun.  i know because i've been the tackler - an aggressive one at that. they were not amused. 
now i know that it wasn't just a ploy to look vulnerable and helplessly cute - they were trying to avoid another three hours on someone's floor or in someone's chair repairing the monstrosity of a day in the pool playing with the big boys.
with loose hair, i've never had to give this a second thought. with these twists, i now have a new worry. add it to my list along with a very real fear of being under anesthesia and unable to move my lips to tell the doctor that i can actually feel everything. ♥

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