Swimming the Impossible.

If you think this is all about Phelps then you're mistaken. LOL (though he has a small part in this post, more of him would come in my next post).

So I've just arrived home from our swimming practical. The practical is a combination of both a nightmare and a relief. Nightmare 'coz we were asked to do our pactical on the 6 feet part of the pool, you can call that a nightmare for me since I don't know how to swim, and because my height is way below the 6 feet mark (5'6"). Relief because I am here now, clearly I have survived. HAHA.

Well, with all my courage in me, I've tried to swim my way, only because I was assured by our instructor that he will rescue me if ever I drown (which I told him would be the case) and because there's a rescuer who'll follow me as I made my way through the length of the pool. AND alas, I haven't even reached half of the pool when I was deprived of air, and also because I can't swim. ARGGH, at that point I raise my hand, and I really thought I'd die, haha, gladly the rescuer came for me, hehe, I was almost find it difficult to breath. OH well, luckily Kuya Julio has let me pass (maybe he was moved by my courage, wahaha).

My friends kept on telling me that I should do my best because Phelps is waiting for me at the other side, haha. And we've all agreed that Phelps is amazing since he can swim all that difficult races without even the hint of being exhausted. (I told you HE'll be mentioned here)

To sum up my day, I realize that I should just continue idolizing swimmers. haha. BUT seriously I would badly want to learn how to swim.