Yesterday I won. Today I lost. And now I shall elaborate on those two simple sentences. Yesterday the Young Boys won by an impressively large 8-0, in which I myself scored 3 of those goals, an occurrence known as a hat-trick. We were happy, and we have no climbed up 1 place into the league. BOOM!
Moving on to the losing. A couple of days ago Alex and I agreed that which ever of us loses a bet should be forced to shave the sides of their head, leaving hair only on top, and come into college like that. However, at the time we could not decide upon a reasonable bet for this to be the high stakes forfeit for. Today, though, Alex suggested we see which of us could go for the longest period of time without using profanity, namely any of the big four: the S, F, C or N words, in earshot of the other. I agreed to this deal. unfortunately I could only last just short of an hour before I was prompted into using one of those terms in a conversation with a friend about a rather creepy text message she received, but Alex overheard me. This means I have to shave parts of my head. However, an issue has arisen. My mother refuses to help me in this deed. I'm sure I will find a way around this slight hiccup in my bet. I'm sure Alex will be full of gloating tomorrow.
Right, I am going to go now and try to shave my own head. See you Wednesday!
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