Can you take me back when we were just kids
Who weren't scared of getting older? 'Cause no one knows you like they know you And no one probably ever will You can grow up, make new ones But truth is, there's nothing like old friends. _ The most anticipated event at the end of the school year. The only motivation we have left to push through and finish our finals. The butterflies the night before we leave or while driving to the airport, just wanting to get there. Wanting to be with everyone in fellowship and just have fun. Some of them we've never met, and others we haven't seen them in years. The excitement knowing that we've known them for so long and you finally get to meet them and get to stand face to face with them. We get to hug them and laugh with them and it's the best feeling in the world. Breakfast always started at 7:00am. However, since we are all teenagers who are not in any way morning people, the majority of us didn't show up till later. We were always half asleep, waiting for the coffee (or redbull) to kick in, but we still sat around the table eating our disgusting watery eggs and freezer-burned pancakes. But who cares about the food? We were just there for each other. We hung out in the gym a lot. Wanting to get out of that awful 100 degree heat and into some air conditioning. Some went to play air hockey, others basketball, but a lot of us hung around on the side and talked. Sometimes we played games, other times we listened to music and told really bad jokes. By the third or fourth day, we were tired of playing Signs and Mafia, probably because half of the people didn't even know how to play and the other half was in their own world. There were lots of late nights. Sitting out on the small golf course telling horror stories is a thing we did every night. After the dance we were all out there at 1:00 in the morning, dancing to cotton eyed joe and crying our eyes out at the fact that it was the last night and we didn't know how long it would be until we saw each other again. Yelling at each other for playing depressing songs that only made us sadder and trying to get some off of the roof of the pool before they jumped in. (Even though we agreed that it never really happened.) There's many more things that happened that I'm choosing to leave out (mainly for my emotional state) but I just wanted to say thank you for an amazing week. We cried, we laughed, we made tons of bad puns, but we also gathered in fellowship together for a week of fun and worship. Four days packed full of different events and activities, and during those, we all bonded. We made new friendships, continued old ones, and had fun. While I'm extremely sad that it's over and that we have to wait 358 days to see each other again, I'm grateful we had the opportunity to spend some good time together. Thank you for making those four days a beautiful oasis. I can't wait to get out of this desert again. 5.30.18-6.3.18
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Authordaughter of the king. dancer, lover of music, pretty pun-tastic. Archives
June 2019
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