Lol. Found this.
CHEROKEE TRIBE
L.A
First Name
Hallmark
Full Name
Columbia
County
Cabin # 4
Backside
White String Schedule 17
8:30 Special Interest - Rec Area Building
(Native Lore - Crafts - Nature Hike)
10:00 Swim at Pool / Putt Putt / Canteen
11:15 Recreation Area Red Building
12:15 Lunch Dining Hall
1:00 Activity
2:00 Workshop Hastings
(T-Ch. Canoe-W-Lake-Ecology-Th------restry)
3:30 Recreation Area Rec Building
4:15 Swim at Pool / Putt Putt / Canteen
5:00 Funtime with Milk Cottage - Cottage
6:00 Dinner Dining Hall
7:00 Night Doings for everyone
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That camp kinda sucked.
But we had three groups. Ours was Cherokee. Orange with a moon and star. The others were...blue and yellow I believe.
The first day we got there and got off the bus Jenn and I stood together as they put on this fire- costumed indian dance thing. We were so excited.
For NOTHING.
I faintly remember the pool. Taking pics underwater. Singin Brittany Spears "Everytime" while Jenn danced to it. Our retarded rec people. An Indian (Middle Eastern) guy with WAY too much pep...who put balloons in his shirt as boobs...and his overly white partner girl.
Then the day a snake got in the rec room and ppl were FLOODING out of the doors and windows to get away from it xDDD
That was right before sixth grade.
It was just a little garter snake though.
And this creepy guy called "Moon". Or...Moo...No, Moo was cool.
He was fat and balding and young (20ish) With cokebottle glasses and a blotchy face and purple veins. His mouth was always hanging open and he ALWAYS followed me. Jenn and me were terrified of him.
He did not deserve that name.
Like this one time when we went down a nature walk, everybody did at night, and sat down to watch fireworks over the water. And as we were all herded back to our cabins he was a couple people behind us and was jumping up to see us and trying to squeeze through. He started calling my name and Jen screamed, grabbed my wrist and hauled me off.
We had a cool "Milk Counselor" though. He was tall and muscle...y. And REALLY dark. A black guy whose name was Moo. He had burns on his hands and they were wrapped up and bloody. But he worked harder than anyone else. He was cool.
We had these 'bed patrol' people though -____- Like effing hall monitors. Except they would come in your room first thing in the morning and b***h at you if your sheets had- God forgive, even one wrinkle.
I liked being organized though so I was good.
They HATED me for that.
I had the lower bunk and Jenn had the upper. We were all paranoid where to sleep cause there was the creepy closet and the huge window..Ehr.
Me and Jenn were one of the beds by the door. And the other girls got mad at us cause we traded bunks every night. Dunno why...nosey bitches.
OH.
There was this guy.
Named...Trent or something.
All the girls.
Went.
Wild.
For his a**.
He was GROSS.
He looked like Tom Cruise x Brad Pitt's child.
But all the guys did this thing where they sang songs or pick up lines to see who was the most romantic. This surfer guy was all: If you were a booger, Id pick you first. Then comes up Tom Pitt and sings "My girl."
BIG.
Mistake.
Girls were fighting over the spit in his thrown away waterbottles.
And kissing his name on charts n s**t.
Jeesum Crow.
I think there was the big party the last night but I dunno.
I know we watched this play thing of an eagle king taking an Indian princess and her lover going through everything to get her back.
I dont think our team won xD
We did some water ecology junk. With Moon...-shiver-
We caught crayfish n stuff.
Did a canoe thing and archery I believe.
And saw a giant eagle-shaped rock mass.
 l2edPanda · Fri Jun 12, 2009 @ 06:23pm · 0 Comments |
