1.5 days off!!!
i am headed to London after lunch today with four other girls. it will be great to get away from all these brats and have some peace and quiet (that probably wont be the case since london is one of the biggest cities in the world) but at least i will be able to swear and drink openly, just kidding mom. we dont really have a plan, other than a place to rest our heads but there will probably be a pub a club and a market involved at some point.
i want to tell you a story about two nights ago...
so i stayed up too late at Willy's Bar (which is not a real bar, but more like a refridgerator with a book beside it to record what you took). it is a place the counsellors can go after hours and swear and drink openly. we had a lot of fun laughing and partying until david (one of the bosses) kicked us out. i went back to my house hung out there for a while and then went to bed. at 4:30 in the morning the fire alarm started screaming bloody murder. as some of you know i have a history of sleeping through fire alarms and im not sure how long this one was going off before i actually started slapping at my alarm clock, very confused and disoriented. by the time i got out of my room all the campers had already left so i took my time by going to the bathroom and then dressing warm for the trip outside. i was one of the last people out of the building. my campers, god bless them, were all accounted for and lined up in just the way that i was supposed to have them. it is painfully obvious now that no one should ever rely on me to make sure they are out of a building during a fire. the truth was a faulty alarm and 30 minutes in the cold, and 30 minutes in the activity hall before we were allowed to go back to bed. as you can imagine, considering my state of mind the whole experience was like a bad dream that brought back ugly memories of harris-millis. anyway, im going to try and look busy before i go to london. ciao.
p.s. Happy Birthday Jason!!!! it was yesterday
i want to tell you a story about two nights ago...
so i stayed up too late at Willy's Bar (which is not a real bar, but more like a refridgerator with a book beside it to record what you took). it is a place the counsellors can go after hours and swear and drink openly. we had a lot of fun laughing and partying until david (one of the bosses) kicked us out. i went back to my house hung out there for a while and then went to bed. at 4:30 in the morning the fire alarm started screaming bloody murder. as some of you know i have a history of sleeping through fire alarms and im not sure how long this one was going off before i actually started slapping at my alarm clock, very confused and disoriented. by the time i got out of my room all the campers had already left so i took my time by going to the bathroom and then dressing warm for the trip outside. i was one of the last people out of the building. my campers, god bless them, were all accounted for and lined up in just the way that i was supposed to have them. it is painfully obvious now that no one should ever rely on me to make sure they are out of a building during a fire. the truth was a faulty alarm and 30 minutes in the cold, and 30 minutes in the activity hall before we were allowed to go back to bed. as you can imagine, considering my state of mind the whole experience was like a bad dream that brought back ugly memories of harris-millis. anyway, im going to try and look busy before i go to london. ciao.
p.s. Happy Birthday Jason!!!! it was yesterday
3 Comments:
well good, if there's anything i want to make sure of, it's that you still sleep through fire alarms. now i can sleep peacefully. you're missing a holy hot as hell heat wave in vt, i envy you and your english self. miss you!
Emily! At least we know we can rely on the children.
I would also like to point out france LOST the world cup so quit your gloating you little so and so.
Thirdly, I've got a craving for Tully's super soup and there is only one cure.
Miss you.
also happy bastille day! zoinks
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