Jun 28, 2005 10:00
Cheercamp. I learned the significance of being a freshman. :b My bed was stolen (lolx0rz). I also gained respect by getting a SUPERIOR RIBBON (best one) on the individual grading for the jazz dance. Go me.
Overall, it sucked. I'd stay up till three and wake up at six, walk up and down this steep hill about five times each day (traveling from practice to food/civilization) and eat food that sucked. I swear I was at fat camp. I sprained a muscle in my arm, teehee. I know it could have been worse, but I like to complain, if you havn't noticed that in any other entries.
There were good parts too. I got three superiors one excelent, and one for getting a spirit stick. (some people had hands that were a little too happy) Soquel brought home a plaque for best unity. Go Soquel. Drinking lots of Redbulls and getting high was fun too.
WHY THE FUCK DID MY MOM SEND ANTHONY IN MY ROOM TO WAKE ME UP AT NINE FUCKING THIRTY. I NEED MY FUCKING SLEEP.
blah.