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 Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2015 3:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 12:32 pm
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In conclusion it had been a rather relaxing day for Vladimir. He spent most of his time in the pool and whenever he was beginning to feel pruny, he would just sit in one of the chairs and calmly watch the waves until he thought that he was ready to go back in. Oh, how he wanted so badly to just be a creature of the sea and just lay in it forever and not have to worry about his skin getting all bumpy and disgusting. His planner had nothing in it besides to get ready for the Meet and Greet event that happened every year and semester. He was just glad that this tradition would be his last. The earlier years, Vladimir had been hoping that his friend and student council president, Christopher (Kit), would abolish the event since it coincided with his time at the pool but people were too much in favor for it than against, informing others that it was a great way to start off the new school year with meeting new friends, seeing the faculty, and getting out all of the plans that they had planned for the students instead of just sending out e-mails and calling each grade out for an orienation in an auditiorium. He frowned. He hated to be so hypocritical of himself but the more that he was beside himself, the more that he answered his own questions.
Glancing up at the clock, Vladimir saw that it was right time to go ahead and get ready for the event.
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The time after the event had been exhausted for Vladimir. Every year he had made it a point to greet his teachers but this year all he could think about was the swimming team and how to gear the crew up to make sure that they bring home the medals that really mattered. Second place was the first to lose, as they said and there was no way that he would allow that to happen. He had gotten in trouble with the advisor last year because he had pressured some of the newer recruits to do longer training regiments than the others but that was because they truly sucked. With the most gentlest of smiles he told them that he would rather amputees on the team than them and it just scarred them. His punishment was that he wouldn't be able to swim at the nationals and it cost the team greatly. This year he told himself that he would better at his personality and ensure a spot to swim at the nationals.
Back in his room, Vladimir looked around. Ania was nowhere to be found. It was strange that he hadn't seen her the entire time that he had been on campus but he just thought that she was just being busy with making new friends. Vladimir did his best to stick to himself since he would much rather his own company than someone elses'. Of course, his personality was much different from when people were around him. It was like working in a place that served people. Nobody needed to know that you were having such a terrible day. Just smile and serve and that was how he was around others. He constantly smiled and looked like such a good person when in the inside there was boiling anger that wanted nothing more than to get rid of all of the stupid people that inhabited his breathing space. He couldn't get into his mindset for very long or his inner demon would unlease and he would wreck havoc.
Grabbing a small snack for Ania when she would return back into the room, Vladimir set the tray on her bed before getting into his own. The girl was really so adorable. Vladimir was really sure that he would be a great father but only when the child was around birth to six years of age. Ania was only so lucky that her facial features made her look so young. It was one of Vladimir's weaknesses. He specifically sought out her name just so he could be the one to room with her because, with his lucky, he probably would've been stuck with someone like Kit or Kiyo for another year and that was horrendous. Both dudes didn't live like how Vladimir did and it drove him nuts.
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