Stupid squirrels
I'm home! The leadership seminaa was great. I mean it was just totally sweet, swell and wonderful. Well wait, actually there is one qualification on that, the person (unworthy to have his name mentioned on this prestigious site) who pulled humongous volumes of my hair out on the bus trip made it slightly less then wonderful. So, sweet, swell, and wonderful, other then that. I played basketball every night, except Thursday night because there was a dance on the basketball court; I would have much preffered to play basketball that night as well. But besides the frivolty there were lots of great presentations made by great presenters. The first guy, Dr. Dabbs, was the worst, he was rather boring and he didn't say anything that I didn't already know, but still, he was fine, since he said this, "I want that Twinkie!", that anulled every bad thing about him. The next guy, who actually talked to us on multiple occasions, was pretty much wonderful. His name was Dr. Trowbridge, and he had the whole big group have all these great discussions about difficult topics. Needless to say, I was a controversial figure in these discussions. Dr Trowbridge: "You should believe this to be consistent, but I really don't know
WHAT you think, you're all over the map." That was the beginning of my rise to fame.
Between every presentation, and at other, non-between times, we had company meetings with our assigned groups. Most of the people in my group were pretty neat, and we all pretty got along swimmingly, so that was good . We all went around and did stuff together all day, except for meals and rec time, which I spent with my homeschool groupies (that word is just hillarious to me, which is why I used it, even though it isn't very accurate) and Amanda's room mate, Adrianne (however you spell that) who we did not ostracize, despite many threats on Logan and I's part to do so. But anyway, Wednesday morning we had elections for Company President, and I was, surprisingly, elected. This filled me with a mixture of delight and horror, delight because being president is quite prestigious, horror because that meant I had to make a speech in front of more then two hundred people on Thursday. So that was the next step in my rise to fame, and was the beginning of a large string of utterly absurd compliments sent my way, ~Tony: "Evan's a stud, ya know, I wanna be just like him when I grow up", which I thought was truly hillarious.
It also began a time of aimless terror on my part, in which I wandered aimlessly about trying to come up with my speech, walking on the grass (which was strictly prohibited) and traumitizing squirrels. This was punctuated by peacefull times spent lounging in various places on campus. Everyone else talking quietly (besides Logan, of course) and me ranting in semi-conscious panic.
Me:"I hate the grass. . . . I hate the sky. . . . AND I HATE THE SQUIRRELS!!!!" Wednesday night all the companies performed skits, my companies skit was really pathetic (which was my fault for not taking a more active role in leadership) despite Melissa's oh so impressive drawing of the self-driving, self-healing, indestructable, breathes Co2, convertible car. Logan's company won the skit competition, his cameo appearance was quite impressive, he looked quite sauve and debonaire and I'm sure that's why they won.
Thursday morning the company presidents made their speeches, mine was "awsome and definetly the best" or so I was told by numerous sources, I have to admit that probably wasn't 100% accurate, but it was cool. I've gotta tell you, walking out on a platform in front of a packed auditorium of cheering kids (with the girls in my company screaming "We love you EVAN!) was a heady experience. The topic of my speech was "How is the Free Enterprise System superior to all other system, and after muttering "Cows" into the microphone, whistling loudly into it to see if it was on (your whistle being projected into a large auditorium on many powerful speakers is pretty nifty), and talking about ownership of cattle in various governement; I launched into my speech thusly "My speech is about the superiority of the Free Enterprise System over all others, I will start by telling you how BAD the other guys are!" The crowd cheered wildly. At this point my right leg began to shake uncontrollably, so I launched off into the most random speech about "The good of the colony" and all sorts of craziness, it was great. There were a couple of other people with better speeches then me, like the guy who wrote his while sitting on the pot "I was sitting on the toilet, thinking about a leader. . . ." and the guy who spoke of his childhood, but I was thankful that I didn't forgot everything and just stand at the podium and rant "Democracy, Democracy, Democracy!" like one girl did. And after that people walked up to me and told me how great my speech was and people whispered about how cool I was to each other as I walked by, which was fun in a way, also I slammed Avery in the eyes with a squirrel and didn't get beat up for it, but, I'm glad to be home! Also the dance Thursday night was a very uncomfortable time for me but Caleb was there, "In us, Evan, chivalry still lives on" to keep me sane, so everything was fine. So I will leave you with a quote from Logan (though unfortunately I couldn't remember some of his more clever statements) "AND THEN, we will OSTRACISE HIM!"
::NEWS FLASH:: THE JONESES ARE COMING!!!!! THE JONESES ARE COMING!!!!!
taTa
WHAT you think, you're all over the map." That was the beginning of my rise to fame.
Between every presentation, and at other, non-between times, we had company meetings with our assigned groups. Most of the people in my group were pretty neat, and we all pretty got along swimmingly, so that was good . We all went around and did stuff together all day, except for meals and rec time, which I spent with my homeschool groupies (that word is just hillarious to me, which is why I used it, even though it isn't very accurate) and Amanda's room mate, Adrianne (however you spell that) who we did not ostracize, despite many threats on Logan and I's part to do so. But anyway, Wednesday morning we had elections for Company President, and I was, surprisingly, elected. This filled me with a mixture of delight and horror, delight because being president is quite prestigious, horror because that meant I had to make a speech in front of more then two hundred people on Thursday. So that was the next step in my rise to fame, and was the beginning of a large string of utterly absurd compliments sent my way, ~Tony: "Evan's a stud, ya know, I wanna be just like him when I grow up", which I thought was truly hillarious.
It also began a time of aimless terror on my part, in which I wandered aimlessly about trying to come up with my speech, walking on the grass (which was strictly prohibited) and traumitizing squirrels. This was punctuated by peacefull times spent lounging in various places on campus. Everyone else talking quietly (besides Logan, of course) and me ranting in semi-conscious panic.
Me:"I hate the grass. . . . I hate the sky. . . . AND I HATE THE SQUIRRELS!!!!" Wednesday night all the companies performed skits, my companies skit was really pathetic (which was my fault for not taking a more active role in leadership) despite Melissa's oh so impressive drawing of the self-driving, self-healing, indestructable, breathes Co2, convertible car. Logan's company won the skit competition, his cameo appearance was quite impressive, he looked quite sauve and debonaire and I'm sure that's why they won.
Thursday morning the company presidents made their speeches, mine was "awsome and definetly the best" or so I was told by numerous sources, I have to admit that probably wasn't 100% accurate, but it was cool. I've gotta tell you, walking out on a platform in front of a packed auditorium of cheering kids (with the girls in my company screaming "We love you EVAN!) was a heady experience. The topic of my speech was "How is the Free Enterprise System superior to all other system, and after muttering "Cows" into the microphone, whistling loudly into it to see if it was on (your whistle being projected into a large auditorium on many powerful speakers is pretty nifty), and talking about ownership of cattle in various governement; I launched into my speech thusly "My speech is about the superiority of the Free Enterprise System over all others, I will start by telling you how BAD the other guys are!" The crowd cheered wildly. At this point my right leg began to shake uncontrollably, so I launched off into the most random speech about "The good of the colony" and all sorts of craziness, it was great. There were a couple of other people with better speeches then me, like the guy who wrote his while sitting on the pot "I was sitting on the toilet, thinking about a leader. . . ." and the guy who spoke of his childhood, but I was thankful that I didn't forgot everything and just stand at the podium and rant "Democracy, Democracy, Democracy!" like one girl did. And after that people walked up to me and told me how great my speech was and people whispered about how cool I was to each other as I walked by, which was fun in a way, also I slammed Avery in the eyes with a squirrel and didn't get beat up for it, but, I'm glad to be home! Also the dance Thursday night was a very uncomfortable time for me but Caleb was there, "In us, Evan, chivalry still lives on" to keep me sane, so everything was fine. So I will leave you with a quote from Logan (though unfortunately I couldn't remember some of his more clever statements) "AND THEN, we will OSTRACISE HIM!"
::NEWS FLASH:: THE JONESES ARE COMING!!!!! THE JONESES ARE COMING!!!!!
taTa
posted by Feanor at 8:10 PM
7 Comments:
I have to say.....the squirrel incident was just....odd.
And YOU CAN'T HATE SQUIRRELS! I used to have one as a pet. It was so cute. It's name was sniffles, and it lived in my hair.
oh!! squirls!! those nasty things! one of them tried to bite my finger off! trust me, dont ever corner a squirrel. They will fight like... a lot, anyways. and cats have a rather nasty bite too. I seemed to shove my finger in the mouth of one this morning and got a hole in my finger. the cat wasnt too happy that i did that. but anyway, stay away from squirrles.
i'm glad you had a fun time, you neat little famous little guy.
famous with which species?
THE JONESES HAVE ARRIVED AND ARE TERRORIZING THE COUNTRYSIDE!
Evan, that was hilarious. It brought back the hilarious memories of the two years I was there as a student and Junior Counselor. Sounds like you had a good bit of fun, which is always good. I played lots of basketball, too. They have some kids come to that who are pretty durn good.
Oh, tell the Joneses (the ones that are terrorizing the area) that I said "howdy!" :)
I'M HERE!!!!!!!!!!! :O)
Late, but alive.
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