Tire Troubles

Hi. I know, it feels like it's been a LOOOONG time. But it hasn't (or has it?). Anyway, I've been at EFY, from 9 Am to 9 PM. It may not sound fun, but holy moly it's AWESOME!!! We learn dances, have spiritual time, the whole she-bang! The best part is, you can sign up with a friend and be in a group together! Good fun!

Yes, many 'new' experiences this week. Gotta break it down, though. See we have groups, which has one councilor-if it's a girl group, girl councilor, with boys, it's a boy councilor. You OK? Good.

Well, we then have companies, which (in our case) is three girl groups, and one large boy group. Yes! So, like, everywhere we go with our company, boys have to escort the girls. Well, yesterday on our way to closing ceremonies, I was asked to be escorted by what looked to be.... a 'nerd.' That's what he looked like... AT FIRST.

But then we got talking, and he was like, super sweet! And WAYYYY cool. He was born in another country, and he's been like EVERYWHERE!!! Amazing. AND he let me talk some, and we kind of 'took turns' talking, asking questions. Good fun, good fun. So now, he is officially on the 'cute' list. And that's just 'cause he's nice!

So today was the dance, and I was sorta-kinda-maybe looking for him. But I never DID dance with him... I'm just a chicken. What can I say? It's been good other than that, though. Classes are good, meals are good. We even have free time! It's awesome! Me and my friends (and Mr. T) are doing a 'musical medley' they're doing for the youth, too.

Mr. T joined of his own free will... which is saying something. He didn't really want to go, but he's sort of... opening up, I guess. Each day is getting better. Well, except for today.

You see, we got a flat tire. TWICE. in the same road, within 100 yards of each. the first tire was slashed. Someone had slashed it, and it was a MIRACLE that we made it as far as we did on that tire. Then, we put the spare on. Well, it wasn't pumped up, 'cause grandma never had had to use it before! So we called Momma Bear, who brought her friend, who took us to EFY (we were an hour late), and we later found out Momma Bear and grandma had been there for two and a half hours more before setting off to do other things. Pingu was patient the whole time (he's 10-years-old: THAT'S SAYING SOMETHING!)

Yes, things DID get better. (sigh) Such is life.

Oh, Tacoman is away at a week-camp in Idaho or something like that. We REALLY miss him.