I am, unfortunately, a captain for next year's soccer team. This year almost drove me crazy, I don't know if I want to captain another estrogen-crazed, PMSing, girls-trying-to-turn-into-women-through-collegiate-athletics set of chicks who I have to shower naked with, share socks, and not kill for 3 and a half months. I don't understand anyone who
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