Friday: I can't remeber a lot from today. COMMIT was fun. I got my picture taken. We went to lunch with some friends at this little place. It looked nice, but I didn't like the taste of the sandwich I had. Choir was fun. This was the day I was standing next to the tone deaf girl. There were no other seats open until we moved over. I slyly moved between two girls. It wasn't so bad after that. Mr. Fox was thanking us for being such a good choir and he almost cried. !.! He even took off his mike so that the people not in chior couldn't hear him. We had presentations for the kids programs, so the evening session ended before dinner. The choir sang and we had a standing ovation. ^.^ Bill Gothard said we are an insperation, and that he loves to see us singing. !.! How sweet. I was hoping to go swimming, but it turns out we went to In-and-Out to hear some people play there strings. Half of the people (one family) forgot there instruments at the hotel. (The same one as ours.) People hung around for a while. It was then that I started thinking that Daniel Gross liked me. He was trying to scare me and he took my sweatshirt and gave it to Andrew. Then Andrew put the sweatshirt on... Daniel was using one of my friends little brothers (their families are friends.) as a battering ram on me. He was also trying to get him to kick me. Laura licked some guy from another group of ATI people. *puts hand on face* John and Adam jumped on the oppertunity to go to the airsoft store. Thank goodness we hung around long enough so they could come back and eat before we left. I went back to the hotel with the Gross's. We talked about thier stinky comic page and started quoting Napolion Dynamite. It was so funny. When we got back the Voetbergs and the Conzzati's got out their instruments and played next to the pool. I was so hyper I ran around the pool three times at top speed and was still hyper. I loved it! Then I changed and went swimming. Andrew got this big cut on his leg somehow. It was icky! We (Lauren, Katelyn, Daniel, and I) kept getting out of the pool and jumping in. Daniel we trying to splash me on the jumps. If I was in the pool. Katelyn, Lauren, and I would jump in at the same time and make a huge wave. weeeeeee Lauren had to leave *cries* She was staying at a different hotel. They just wanted to come to the party. We had to get out of the pool at ten before the creepy guy at the front desk made us get out. Like he did the night before. I think we were being louder then. Katelyn made this skinned chicken with her towel. It looked like a real chickn, skinned and everything. gross! Our moms made us go to bed. Mom was talking about the cute girls and guys. I decided that I wasn't going to say anything about the guys. Adam was conqurring with mom about the girls. Anna takled him, because he said that he wanted Brice Voetberg to be Anna's friend. She liked me. (Brice) She said I made her laugh and I was cute. John ate half of a chocolate bar. hahaha Mom told us if we didn't calm down and go to bed then we wouldn't get milkshakes at In-and-Out tomorrow. We all pretty much went to bed!
Saturday: I didn't see Katelyn before we left this morning. T.T I left a note on her car door. I was going into the hotel and someone in a leaving mini-van waved at me so I just smiled and waved back. Turns out that they were the Voetbergs! We passed them on the hiway. We stopped at In-and-Out for lunch. It was yummy. I had to move to a different table casue I was grumpy and people kept stealing my napkin. James thought it was hiarious and was telling people to do it more. >.> #$%*@^! I was so mad. I didn't make milkshakes last until Lake Shasta like last year. Last year I finished my own, Anna didn't want the rest of hers, neither did James, or John, so I finished them. mmmm It was a long ride home. I wanted to go to a friends party. It had already started. What I didn't know is that people stayed an hour later. *sighs* I got on the computer when I got home. Of course. Went to bed.
Sara
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Adam thinks my blog is hilarious.
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