"It's like tangible happiness coming up to you and hugging you and planting a big one on ya. XD" ~sykilik101
Believe it or not, I'm done all the major events in my life for a while. Last week was action-packed but the next month or so of my calendar looks startlingly empty. Last Monday was the 'final showdown' of the month-long spirit challenge that I organized at my school, and Tuesday and Wednesday morning were set aside for student council preparation for the end-of-year BBQ (a really big awesome event). On Wednesday I left for a camp with most of the other IB diploma grads at my school (like, seven other kids). That trip has some stories related to it, such as climbing a cliff with some friends (one of them fell like, forty feet, and broke his ukulele string, and, you know, cut himself up), epic shirtless manhunt (I climbed a tree and scared people) and other shenanigans like befriending grade six kiddies and nearly breaking a kayak.
This is the best story in which we break the rules on an extremely awesome level. Three other friends and I snuck out of our respective cabins at like, 12:30 (curfew was 11:00) and hiked half a kilometre up a bluff to a big treehouse, and we slept there. And then we got up at 5:30 so we could get back without being noticed. Oh and as a result, like, all of the IB kids were extremely tired (I assume the others didn't go to bed on time either), so I got to do the high ropes five times in a row because no one else wanted to do them. Some times it's useful to be accustomed to sleep deprivation, eh?
I left camp early so I could get to the next event annual meeting of the Bay of Quinte Conference of the United Church of Canada on time. I've been attending as a kid or member of the Youth Forum for my entire life and this was my last one since I'm in grade 12 and all. It was fantastic. I spent the majority of my time doing oh-so-important things with ~marikob-k
, reconnecting with the long-lost emmarose (I hadn't seen her in five months) and playing ninja and other ruckus-causing games with one of my favourite people in the world, the twelve-year-old Aaron.
It was a great weekend, couldn't've asked for a better end to my youth involvement in the Conference. (From now on, I'm a 'young adult'
I spent quite a bit of time these past few nights outside watching the fireflies. They're like little shooting stars in the trees.
I'm still extraordinarily far behind on deviantART. I'm doing my best to catch up.
It's hard to balance my time between personal catch-up and doing stuff for #theWrittenRevolution
. 'Cause I'm really far behind in both.
Most of the big scary deadlines have been met, though. Now I'm just trying to get caught up on the things I care about.Unrelated but awesome:
bought me a paint palette. So now I can actually use the watercolours I got for my birthday. Expect some watercolour stuff in the future.