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Alright, lets try to get the last week into some semblance of order:
As usual, camp was the most fun two weeks EVER merely because the people there kick a lot of butt. And there are a LOT of them that kick butt.
And all the crazy lesbians and hitting on each other and mad flirting with everyone and somehow managing to come out on top of it all what with a girlfriend (<3!) and all also rocks.
MONDAY:
Honestly? I don't think anything really happened on Monday. It was just a day. *shrugs*
TUESDAY:
Did the usual fun cooking day Q/M (Quartermaster) duties and was all set to hang out, enjoy the rest of my day, and nip off to Unit ten for a bit. (Ok, for a rather substantial amount of time, but shh.) when Michigan (One of the camp directors and generally important people) shows up and tells me that Unit Two needs a spare PA* to follow around a VERY ADD girl of theirs since one of their leaders was getting heat-sick (not a good thing) So since I've got all this Koob expirience (or something) Sha*, who's the assistent leader for the PA's, reccomended me.
And how exactly do you say "No thanks" to Michigan? Especially when you're a goody-goody. So I wound up abandoning my grand plans of lazng about and eventually eating lunch with the Unit 10 PA's* (Who are the coolest non-Q/M PA's) to follow around unit two and make sure the girl didn't run off too far or fast.
It was actually fairly fun, she was not that hard to watch, and I got to go to games. And at lunch, I had some lovely conversation with the girls about what I looked like. So for the rest of the week, I was either called Carrot Lady or told I looked like a trash can. Oh joy. :D And of course, Yoda, their leader, is UBERCOOL! so that was good too.
Of course, I also need to point out that I never formally got Techie* back for getting me absolutely soaking wet at games on Tuesday. Hmm...elaborate revenges will follow!
After getting home from camp on Tuesday, Matt R. and Tobash/
sonsashi came over with assorted video games and whatnot and we three (plus fuechen...excuse me...hentai* when he showed up) played Mario Karts Double Dash and Super Smash Brothers Melee on Matt's game cube. Lots of fun quotes. Tobash kicks a whole lot of butt at SSBM.
WEDNESDAY:
Dress like your camp name day, which meant I got lots of loverly compliments on my earings (homemade origami crane earings) and a few requests to read my hat. (Sunday comics newspaper hat.) It was a normal cooking day for us, which meant I hung out a lot. I wound up spending a buncha time with Blue Canary and Pony simply because they had awesome costumes. They were Starfire (Pony) and Blackfire (BC) from teen titans. It was...interesting.
And Blue attempted to roast marshmellows on her stomach since she was covered in tinfoil. Yeah.
And I got to play on teh moon bounce, and I almost did an arial, and Blue called me a show-off which is entierly correct because I was showing off, but I can still do a not-quite arial without a lift mat and thats really really good!
I miss gymnastics. Anyhoo...
Then the buses came, the girls left, and it was time for the sixth grade sleepover*.
Oh
Dear
God!
I'd ask what foul demons convinced me to work at the sixth grade sleepover, but I know exactly what it was, and it is neither foul nor demonic. So I have no one to blame besides my own twisted head.
All sorts of fun things happened at the sixth grade sleepover. To start though, the girls were devided into patrols, each with two PA's to help them do stuff. My fellow PA Panda and I had six girls to supervise, and our caper was to build a fire.
You'd think, after seven years of being a girlscout, a camporee where we were the fire marshall, and a camporee where we taught the kids how to MAKE FREAKING FIRES not to mention a healthy stint as quartermaster and an unhealthy obsession with matches (tasty!) I'd be able to build a fire.
It took four PA's and Michigan. *sigh*
We eventually got our fire lit and had our delicious trash can stew* During dinner, Blue Canary*, for reasons unknown to mortal minds, decided to take away my right to talk. We wound up having a lovely conversation on my cup, and then on a spare peice of paper. Alis fell down from laughing too hard. She apparently thinks it's "funny" when I can't talk. Damm guardian bitches.
Between making fire and eating dinner, a whole bunch of people started playing Murder. I got to be the murderer for one round and I Kicked Ass! The circle went from about 30 people to maybe 6 before I was caught. Go me!
After dinner, we began to do after dinner kapers when it started thundering. So we grabbed our girls, and our stuff that we hadn't put away yet and tromped down to Peterson*, and hung out there. There was an astronomy presentation for the girls, and us PA's snuck off towards the end to have a backrub circle. That was niiiiice. I unhooked Mica*'s bra for the hell of it, and for some reason unknown to mortals, she decided to pull it out her sleeve. Then she couldn't put it back IN her sleeve to put it on. And then the girls came back. It was all highly amusing, and further proof as to why sports bras are a Good Thing.
Then came teh REALLY fun part of the evening. The SINGALONG! And Sunshine* even came to sing with us!! Rock Out!!!! Unfortently, It was thundering (Thunder thunder THUNDERATION!*...) we had to have it inside. We made a fire out of my towel, Red Hot's bandana, and all the PA's glowsticks. It was Cool!
Of course, since I don't know how to sing, I promptly lost my voice, and therefore had to croak out all the songs that required talent as opposed to enthusiasm.
And Pony* picked One Tin Soldier to sing as her song!! So I scrambled up and sang an octave lower then I should (only way I COULD sing) and suddenly found myself with my hands crossed and recrossed and clasping each other. Damm you Wyo!
Gods I miss Wyo.
Anywho, after campfire us PA's took a night hike, and finally returned to the dance pavillion to "sleep under the stars" Or, on the ground at least. It was very bonding-like, we played 10 fingers and chatted, and it was all quite good. I eventually fell asleep (two thirty ish in the morning...YIKES!) and all was well with the world.
One more note about Wednesday: At approximately 2330 hours, I aquired myself a girlfriend. I'm QUITE pleased.
THURSDAY:
I woke up too early. At six AM. I know because, after waking up and noticing that no one else was awake, I stumbled my way over to Valleyview* to look at the clock. Six freaking AM in the morning.
I remember most of Thursday somehow, although I'm VERY surprised as I was a zombie for just about all of it.
But, I'm feeling lazy so I'll stop here and give you Thursday and Friday later.
A directory of Camp names, words, and other stuff:
~PA: Program Aide: The adults little helpers and the OBVIOUSLY cool ones. PA training is for any girl who hasn't been a PA before and is going into seventh grade or higher. The PAT's are PA wannabe's.
~Sha: the camp name of
drama_angel3189/Veronica's mom.
~Unit 10 PA's: Howler (Techie's little sister) Lynx (
highonlife180 and Blue Canary Actually, unit 12's pretty cool too, but I spent more time with unit 10.
~Techie: KT, that crazy third person in my GS troop. Remember her?
~Hentai: The chosen camp name of one
fuechen *headdesks*
~Sixth Grade Sleepover: Illchester tradition! On Wednesday night, all the girls who are going into sixth grade get to stay the night, along with a handful of adults, and several PA's to watch over them. There's a huge campfire sing along, lots of running around, and this year, a thunderstorm.
~Trash can stew: You put the foodstuffs in a clean, metal, trash can. Then you put it on a fire. Cook. Eat. Delicious.
~Blue Canary is one of the very very cool PA's from unit 10. Reason number one why she's very cool: Her camp name. It's from a They Might Be Giants song (My favorite TMBG song, to be specific). Kick. Ass.
~Peterson: A big real building at the bottom of camp. Contains electricity, safety, walls, lights, and air conditioning. And the good kitchen.
~Mica: SUCH an amusing girl. A bit lacking in the common sense department (Sorry dear, but anyone who loses 10 fingers that fast using the questions we used HAS to be a bit lacking) but very fun. When I'm not having to deaththreat her for feeling people up.
~Sunshine: Sunshine is the coolest Songs person there is. She knows a TON of Girl Scout songs, and has a great voice.
~Thunderation: A WAY cool camp song, that apparently summons thunderstorms. I'm not surprised.
~Pony: A unit 12 PA, and Blue Canary's good twin. A fairly cool person to know, and the woman who taught me the Aligator song. She says she's going to write a version for me using Origami instead. *smiles*
~Valleyview: The building at the top of the hill, also known as headquarters. It's hot and cramped. It's the home of one of the secret Q/M caves.
Oh yes...and I have one more thing to say to all of you...
[redhot]YOU'RE NAKED[/redhot]
Thank you.
~Origami
MOOP!
As usual, camp was the most fun two weeks EVER merely because the people there kick a lot of butt. And there are a LOT of them that kick butt.
And all the crazy lesbians and hitting on each other and mad flirting with everyone and somehow managing to come out on top of it all what with a girlfriend (<3!) and all also rocks.
MONDAY:
Honestly? I don't think anything really happened on Monday. It was just a day. *shrugs*
TUESDAY:
Did the usual fun cooking day Q/M (Quartermaster) duties and was all set to hang out, enjoy the rest of my day, and nip off to Unit ten for a bit. (Ok, for a rather substantial amount of time, but shh.) when Michigan (One of the camp directors and generally important people) shows up and tells me that Unit Two needs a spare PA* to follow around a VERY ADD girl of theirs since one of their leaders was getting heat-sick (not a good thing) So since I've got all this Koob expirience (or something) Sha*, who's the assistent leader for the PA's, reccomended me.
And how exactly do you say "No thanks" to Michigan? Especially when you're a goody-goody. So I wound up abandoning my grand plans of lazng about and eventually eating lunch with the Unit 10 PA's* (Who are the coolest non-Q/M PA's) to follow around unit two and make sure the girl didn't run off too far or fast.
It was actually fairly fun, she was not that hard to watch, and I got to go to games. And at lunch, I had some lovely conversation with the girls about what I looked like. So for the rest of the week, I was either called Carrot Lady or told I looked like a trash can. Oh joy. :D And of course, Yoda, their leader, is UBERCOOL! so that was good too.
Of course, I also need to point out that I never formally got Techie* back for getting me absolutely soaking wet at games on Tuesday. Hmm...elaborate revenges will follow!
After getting home from camp on Tuesday, Matt R. and Tobash/
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WEDNESDAY:
Dress like your camp name day, which meant I got lots of loverly compliments on my earings (homemade origami crane earings) and a few requests to read my hat. (Sunday comics newspaper hat.) It was a normal cooking day for us, which meant I hung out a lot. I wound up spending a buncha time with Blue Canary and Pony simply because they had awesome costumes. They were Starfire (Pony) and Blackfire (BC) from teen titans. It was...interesting.
And Blue attempted to roast marshmellows on her stomach since she was covered in tinfoil. Yeah.
And I got to play on teh moon bounce, and I almost did an arial, and Blue called me a show-off which is entierly correct because I was showing off, but I can still do a not-quite arial without a lift mat and thats really really good!
I miss gymnastics. Anyhoo...
Then the buses came, the girls left, and it was time for the sixth grade sleepover*.
Oh
Dear
God!
I'd ask what foul demons convinced me to work at the sixth grade sleepover, but I know exactly what it was, and it is neither foul nor demonic. So I have no one to blame besides my own twisted head.
All sorts of fun things happened at the sixth grade sleepover. To start though, the girls were devided into patrols, each with two PA's to help them do stuff. My fellow PA Panda and I had six girls to supervise, and our caper was to build a fire.
You'd think, after seven years of being a girlscout, a camporee where we were the fire marshall, and a camporee where we taught the kids how to MAKE FREAKING FIRES not to mention a healthy stint as quartermaster and an unhealthy obsession with matches (tasty!) I'd be able to build a fire.
It took four PA's and Michigan. *sigh*
We eventually got our fire lit and had our delicious trash can stew* During dinner, Blue Canary*, for reasons unknown to mortal minds, decided to take away my right to talk. We wound up having a lovely conversation on my cup, and then on a spare peice of paper. Alis fell down from laughing too hard. She apparently thinks it's "funny" when I can't talk. Damm guardian bitches.
Between making fire and eating dinner, a whole bunch of people started playing Murder. I got to be the murderer for one round and I Kicked Ass! The circle went from about 30 people to maybe 6 before I was caught. Go me!
After dinner, we began to do after dinner kapers when it started thundering. So we grabbed our girls, and our stuff that we hadn't put away yet and tromped down to Peterson*, and hung out there. There was an astronomy presentation for the girls, and us PA's snuck off towards the end to have a backrub circle. That was niiiiice. I unhooked Mica*'s bra for the hell of it, and for some reason unknown to mortals, she decided to pull it out her sleeve. Then she couldn't put it back IN her sleeve to put it on. And then the girls came back. It was all highly amusing, and further proof as to why sports bras are a Good Thing.
Then came teh REALLY fun part of the evening. The SINGALONG! And Sunshine* even came to sing with us!! Rock Out!!!! Unfortently, It was thundering (Thunder thunder THUNDERATION!*...) we had to have it inside. We made a fire out of my towel, Red Hot's bandana, and all the PA's glowsticks. It was Cool!
Of course, since I don't know how to sing, I promptly lost my voice, and therefore had to croak out all the songs that required talent as opposed to enthusiasm.
And Pony* picked One Tin Soldier to sing as her song!! So I scrambled up and sang an octave lower then I should (only way I COULD sing) and suddenly found myself with my hands crossed and recrossed and clasping each other. Damm you Wyo!
Gods I miss Wyo.
Anywho, after campfire us PA's took a night hike, and finally returned to the dance pavillion to "sleep under the stars" Or, on the ground at least. It was very bonding-like, we played 10 fingers and chatted, and it was all quite good. I eventually fell asleep (two thirty ish in the morning...YIKES!) and all was well with the world.
One more note about Wednesday: At approximately 2330 hours, I aquired myself a girlfriend. I'm QUITE pleased.
THURSDAY:
I woke up too early. At six AM. I know because, after waking up and noticing that no one else was awake, I stumbled my way over to Valleyview* to look at the clock. Six freaking AM in the morning.
I remember most of Thursday somehow, although I'm VERY surprised as I was a zombie for just about all of it.
But, I'm feeling lazy so I'll stop here and give you Thursday and Friday later.
A directory of Camp names, words, and other stuff:
~PA: Program Aide: The adults little helpers and the OBVIOUSLY cool ones. PA training is for any girl who hasn't been a PA before and is going into seventh grade or higher. The PAT's are PA wannabe's.
~Sha: the camp name of
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~Unit 10 PA's: Howler (Techie's little sister) Lynx (
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~Techie: KT, that crazy third person in my GS troop. Remember her?
~Hentai: The chosen camp name of one
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~Sixth Grade Sleepover: Illchester tradition! On Wednesday night, all the girls who are going into sixth grade get to stay the night, along with a handful of adults, and several PA's to watch over them. There's a huge campfire sing along, lots of running around, and this year, a thunderstorm.
~Trash can stew: You put the foodstuffs in a clean, metal, trash can. Then you put it on a fire. Cook. Eat. Delicious.
~Blue Canary is one of the very very cool PA's from unit 10. Reason number one why she's very cool: Her camp name. It's from a They Might Be Giants song (My favorite TMBG song, to be specific). Kick. Ass.
~Peterson: A big real building at the bottom of camp. Contains electricity, safety, walls, lights, and air conditioning. And the good kitchen.
~Mica: SUCH an amusing girl. A bit lacking in the common sense department (Sorry dear, but anyone who loses 10 fingers that fast using the questions we used HAS to be a bit lacking) but very fun. When I'm not having to deaththreat her for feeling people up.
~Sunshine: Sunshine is the coolest Songs person there is. She knows a TON of Girl Scout songs, and has a great voice.
~Thunderation: A WAY cool camp song, that apparently summons thunderstorms. I'm not surprised.
~Pony: A unit 12 PA, and Blue Canary's good twin. A fairly cool person to know, and the woman who taught me the Aligator song. She says she's going to write a version for me using Origami instead. *smiles*
~Valleyview: The building at the top of the hill, also known as headquarters. It's hot and cramped. It's the home of one of the secret Q/M caves.
Oh yes...and I have one more thing to say to all of you...
[redhot]YOU'RE NAKED[/redhot]
Thank you.
~Origami
MOOP!