Okay, so I went to the Young Life Fall Weekend over the weekend. It was awesome! I totally met a bunch of people! I can only remember the names of...six of them! ...none of which were actually the ones I talked to all that much. Man, I'm so stupid. Anyway! For all the people out there in high school in West Virginia and certain parts of Pennsylvania that didn't go, you suck! Here's my take on the weekend (even though I was nicknamed Sleepy for always being the first to crawl into bed and stay there)!

Friday:
We left the high school 'round 8:30-ish and got to Camp Caesar 'round 11. We bunked with a bunch of cool kids from Philip-Barbour (rock on). There were a whole buncha bunk beds...I ended up on bottom which was good because I'm terrified of heights. Then we went to a pizza party where I nearly passed out. Really, it was too late for that kind of stuff. But noooo, the night was not over. After that we went to a pre-Club. We had a "boot camp" of sorts. There was a "bear, hunter, ninja" competition (much like rock, paper, scissors), an exercise where we had to stab each other with our fingers, and a "duck and cover" game. That last one was a bunch of weird ways to get across the room to the opposite corner while other people are coming at you in all four directions (ex, crab-walking, hands and knees, wheelbarrow, log rolling). I thoroughly sprained my wrist at that point. Then we all killed each other for paper plates...it was awesome. Then we went to the actual Club where we sang, watched skits (like Molecular Man vs. Dr. Einstein, pronounced Eyen-steen), and played another game where girls tackled guys and had to fight over them. It was even AWESOMER! And then we had John somebody talk to us about God and the storms in our lives. It was cool too. Though, by the time we all went to bed it was 4 AM...and we got up about three and a half hours later.

Saturday:
Woke up waaaay too early. We went to breakfast which was a bunch of donuts and orange juice...then promptly wen to another Club because we all were running late. We didn't have pre-Club, just Club. Our game was a turkey launch...it was funny. We sang random songs, saw the next installment of Molecular Man, and listen to John again. I think that's when he talked about the lepers. By the time that was done, it was lunchtime! We had pancakes, eggs, sausage, and...chips. I found out that regular chips taste pretty good with ranch dip and syrup. After lunch, we were told to get into some old clothes that we didn't care about. Can you say 2006 Mud Wars? OH YEAH! I even made a mud angel, causing me to be entirely covered in mud. One of the leaders from PB, Alicia, gave me "hi-lights"...mud in hair. It wasn't very fun trying to get showers afterward though. We had two showers for twenty-two girls and no hot water. I ended up just washing off in the sink for the most part. And I ripped a gigantic hole in pants, causing them to be beyond repair. I slept for about three hours until dinner. We had mashed potatoes and that weird chicken gravy stuff over biscuits. Not bad for weird chicken gravy. Then we went to Club again. This time the game was a banana fight. Two girls one that one for sheer viciousness. One of them was a PB girl with a name that I cannot spell, so I shall simply call her Ran. Oh, and it was "Saturday Night Club" so there were a whole bunch more skits. The one I remember most was one with a couple truck drivers making a sandwich with food they'd randomly stashed on their bodies... Another one was a bunch of "old" people sitting around saying, "You was lucky!" and spitting on each other. Hilarious good fun. Then we had a ho-down sort of thing, leading to a bonfire, complete with marshmallow wars and flaming hot dogs. We went to bed way earlier. I'd saying about 11-11:30-ish. Nice sleeping, it was.

Sunday:
Woke up around 8:10, give or take. I started packing and had it all ready by the time breakfast came around. I even rolled up two other people's sleeping bags too! But for breakfast, we actually had breakfast, not donuts. We had French toast, sausage, biscuits, and gravy. MMMMM!!! Though they ran out of syrup, so I had to bum some off of Alan's plate. After that, we went back to the cabin to finish gathering up and clean. Us Graftonians just went ahead and loaded up the van (conveniently parked out in front). I swept the cabin for the simple reason of familiarity; I always sweep at band camp. Once everyone was all ready we headed off for one more Club. The game was "I'd Eat That Cracker". It was so nasty. They put mayonnaise, hot sauce, mushrooms, and a sardine on it. Some guy ate it. It was nasty to watch. We sang some more songs, including the camp theme song of Country Roads. Molecular Man and The Great Gardener (his sidekick) beat Dr. Einstein and effectively saved Camp Caesar. The Great Gardener opened up a can of whoop-ass all of the quack inventor of ham-loaf and beat him down with a couple of sticks. Finally, we heard from John for the last time. I can't remember exactly what he talked about; I just know it was some good, meaningful stuff about Christ that made me think. Once John was done, RD (the camp director) told us to break off into our groups. For some reason or another, Grafton and PB were always lumped together. I'm not complaining; I just found it odd. Either way, ends up, RD's from the PB area so he was there. We talked about weird schedule changes for Young Life and summer camp (which I so totally want to go to if it ends before the Europe trip). Then...we left. We Grafton kids loaded up into our two craptacular old people vans and left, following the PB bus until we stopped at a Sheetz, where quite a few of us got ice cream. Kaitlin told me I was weird, but I wasn't the only one eating cold stuff! HA! We got back on the vans, and we, being the four girls with Leader-Casey driving, totally PWNED the boys' van. They decided to go through Bridgeport while we took the overpass.

So then, we stopped at the high school, my mom picked me up, and here I am, the next day, typing about it and posting it to the world.

Ain't it grand?