So today I went for my orientation with the boys and girls club and initially I didn't think I'd be volunteering, but I figured since I wasn't taking up space and didn't have much else to do, I decided to do it.

All in all, throughout the day, I have once again officially reaffirmed my awesomeness.

The following reasons shall explain why:

I won at everything. EVERYTHING. There's this cocky little runt named Steven--who seems to lie at most things--who is considered the best at pool at the club. So he beats a bunch of people (they sucked) and then takes on a couple of volunteers (they sucked as well) and then wanted to challenge me. Naturally I obliged and wiped the floor with him. Okay, it was a pretty close game, but I was always to be the decisive winner. I may be exaggerating that slightly as well. And naturally after I won, I did a little victory dance to which Steven didn't entirely like (whatever, like I care, I am better than him).

Then I won at ping pong (those kids didn't know what hit them) and at "Connect-four". I also owned at basketball and if I actually had taken part in hockey, you guessed it: OWNAGE!

Despite owning at every sport, I was also the coolest person there. I didn't want to be, but I was. I couldn't help it. Every kid I came into contact with wanted to hang around me the whole time. Actually that kinda annoyed me a bit. Kids always interrupt and never stop talking--NEVER!

All-in-all, I fucking ruled. I stomped so much ass, all the colons in the club couldn't meet the demand of my ass-kickery.

Simply put: I am better than all your kids.

In all seriousness though, I really did enjoy myself. At first I felt rather out of place. None of the other workers approached me and were all really to themselves. That I didn't like all that much considering I had to go up to them most of the time just to find out about them. But after about 5 pm, I started to enjoy myself quite a bit. That Steven kid is a real character.

That ends this post.