Today was possibly the coldest day in my life. Up until now, I thought that the once night in 6th grade camp standing outside the mess hall (seemingly forever) was the coldest, but now this probably tops it. It actually wasn't all that bad until the water polo game... after the sun went down and the pool wasn't heated. Being in the pool felt almost as bad as being strapped to the front of a speeding truck naked at night while its raining and the wind and rain is whipping at your body. Maybe not that bad, but it was still FREEZING. I can't even begin to describe it. Thank God polo ends this week, so we won't have to endure that another day.

I really can't see how the people in girls' water polo, which starts next week, will be able to stand it.