well, I'm back. and I have about a million things I could say.
saturday we left. we went on our church's minibus and traveled for about six hours. we mostly slept, no one really got sleep the night before. I sat with Melissa. then we arrived in Georgia. we stayed with Jack's sister named Pam. Her house was three stories and six thousand square feet. huge. beautiful. like something you see on MTV's cribs. the floor the youth group stayed on was incredible. see, Pam has four children. Kylee, age nine, and triplets, Ava, chandler, and Lauren, all ages one. Pam is fricking rich. the child's playroom was so adorable I can't even put it into words. the walls were white and gold checkered with little pink dots, the carpets were bight pink. there were little white and pink toy kitchen cabinet's and stoves and ovens and whatnot. there were for adorable little doll like paintings of the girls on the walls. in one corner there was a mirror with dress up clothes hanging next to it, and it said on top "let's play dress up!". There was a giant purple pillow thingy. We jumped on it a lot and did flips and whatnot. Kylee was so hyper. she was so loud. she was in your face. she was freindly and nice, but loud. but what do you expect for a nine year old? there were toys and books everywhere. it was ridiculous. if you came through that room you entered a living room and two rooms where the youth stayed. she kept the place fully stocked with chips and cookies and soda. the best part about it was that before us she housed Hurricane Katrina victims on that floor. I thought it was so fitting. someone that rich giving it all, sharing it all.
Craig, one of the adults that came on the trip, was 6' 8''. He was also frickin hilarious. We were talking about Jeruselum or whatever, and he says "I walked the Trail of Tears. you know. in Jeruselum." hmmm, yeah, Criag, the trail of tears is definitely in Jeruselum. He had a story for everything.
That night we all went to the Stone Mountain Lazer show in Atlanta. The thing is, there's this giant rock. it's the largest peice of naturally exposed granite (without being a mountain) in the world. And they show a lazer light show on it. Well, it sucked. I mean, they put random cartoons to random songs about how much people love America or whatever. The way my friend Annie put it was "God gave us this huge peice of exposed rock, and I think he would cry if he saw what we were doing to it." On our way out, there was this couple making out on the ground, hot and heavy, all over eachother, and Matt Stevens...took a picture. we were all like "Matt! what are you doing?" and Mellissa goes "oh, that's two people? I thought it was just one really really fat person!" and that was freaking hilarious. the next day, we drove to Mississippi. It was about an eight hour drive. We took a bunch of pictures and saw a water tower that was supposed to be a peach but looked like a giant butt. When we finally got there, we ate pizza for dinner, then went to Walmart. There, I bought 2$ shower shoes (cause I had forgotten them) and starbursts, and Melissa bought 4 cans of Redbull. yeah, was she hyper. Then we got back to the church we were staying at (Hertiage UMC) and we camped in the back. so then we played Apples to Apples until about midnight. when we were playing, this guy came up to our tent and said "look, I know this is y'alls first night here and you're still getting settled, but it's past ten, and out here your voices really carry." to this we just found hilarious, we burst out laughing, louder than ever. it was our biggest inside joke. every time any one would say anything above the quietist whisper, we would always respond with "look, I know you just got here, but your voice really carries out here". the wierd thing was, Kirsten was being a total bitch that night. eh. I bet she was just PMSing.
I will write more IN THIS ENTRY later, but now I'm only going to get about 6 hours of sleep, so byebye. I'm going to update and finish writing IN THIS ENTRY Okay. I deserted you all and I'm saying screw this entry. but I will give you one picture.
this is our roof we made!!!
well, I'm back. and I have about a million things I could say.
saturday we left. we went on our church's minibus and traveled for about six hours. we mostly slept, no one really got sleep the night before. I sat with Melissa. then we arrived in Georgia. we stayed with Jack's sister named Pam. Her house was three stories and six thousand square feet. huge. beautiful. like something you see on MTV's cribs. the floor the youth group stayed on was incredible. see, Pam has four children. Kylee, age nine, and triplets, Ava, chandler, and Lauren, all ages one. Pam is fricking rich. the child's playroom was so adorable I can't even put it into words. the walls were white and gold checkered with little pink dots, the carpets were bight pink. there were little white and pink toy kitchen cabinet's and stoves and ovens and whatnot. there were for adorable little doll like paintings of the girls on the walls. in one corner there was a mirror with dress up clothes hanging next to it, and it said on top "let's play dress up!". There was a giant purple pillow thingy. We jumped on it a lot and did flips and whatnot. Kylee was so hyper. she was so loud. she was in your face. she was freindly and nice, but loud. but what do you expect for a nine year old? there were toys and books everywhere. it was ridiculous. if you came through that room you entered a living room and two rooms where the youth stayed. she kept the place fully stocked with chips and cookies and soda. the best part about it was that before us she housed Hurricane Katrina victims on that floor. I thought it was so fitting. someone that rich giving it all, sharing it all.
Craig, one of the adults that came on the trip, was 6' 8''. He was also frickin hilarious. We were talking about Jeruselum or whatever, and he says "I walked the Trail of Tears. you know. in Jeruselum." hmmm, yeah, Criag, the trail of tears is definitely in Jeruselum. He had a story for everything.
That night we all went to the Stone Mountain Lazer show in Atlanta. The thing is, there's this giant rock. it's the largest peice of naturally exposed granite (without being a mountain) in the world. And they show a lazer light show on it. Well, it sucked. I mean, they put random cartoons to random songs about how much people love America or whatever. The way my friend Annie put it was "God gave us this huge peice of exposed rock, and I think he would cry if he saw what we were doing to it." On our way out, there was this couple making out on the ground, hot and heavy, all over eachother, and Matt Stevens...took a picture. we were all like "Matt! what are you doing?" and Mellissa goes "oh, that's two people? I thought it was just one really really fat person!" and that was freaking hilarious. the next day, we drove to Mississippi. It was about an eight hour drive. We took a bunch of pictures and saw a water tower that was supposed to be a peach but looked like a giant butt. When we finally got there, we ate pizza for dinner, then went to Walmart. There, I bought 2$ shower shoes (cause I had forgotten them) and starbursts, and Melissa bought 4 cans of Redbull. yeah, was she hyper. Then we got back to the church we were staying at (Hertiage UMC) and we camped in the back. so then we played Apples to Apples until about midnight. when we were playing, this guy came up to our tent and said "look, I know this is y'alls first night here and you're still getting settled, but it's past ten, and out here your voices really carry." to this we just found hilarious, we burst out laughing, louder than ever. it was our biggest inside joke. every time any one would say anything above the quietist whisper, we would always respond with "look, I know you just got here, but your voice really carries out here". the wierd thing was, Kirsten was being a total bitch that night. eh. I bet she was just PMSing.
I will write more IN THIS ENTRY later, but now I'm only going to get about 6 hours of sleep, so byebye. I'm going to update and finish writing IN THIS ENTRY
well, I'm back. and I have about a million things I could say.
saturday we left. we went on our church's minibus and traveled for about six hours. we mostly slept, no one really got sleep the night before. I sat with Melissa. then we arrived in Georgia. we stayed with Jack's sister named Pam. Her house was three stories and six thousand square feet. huge. beautiful. like something you see on MTV's cribs. the floor the youth group stayed on was incredible. see, Pam has four children. Kylee, age nine, and triplets, Ava, chandler, and Lauren, all ages one. Pam is fricking rich. the child's playroom was so adorable I can't even put it into words. the walls were white and gold checkered with little pink dots, the carpets were bight pink. there were little white and pink toy kitchen cabinet's and stoves and ovens and whatnot. there were for adorable little doll like paintings of the girls on the walls. in one corner there was a mirror with dress up clothes hanging next to it, and it said on top "let's play dress up!". There was a giant purple pillow thingy. We jumped on it a lot and did flips and whatnot. Kylee was so hyper. she was so loud. she was in your face. she was freindly and nice, but loud. but what do you expect for a nine year old? there were toys and books everywhere. it was ridiculous. if you came through that room you entered a living room and two rooms where the youth stayed. she kept the place fully stocked with chips and cookies and soda. the best part about it was that before us she housed Hurricane Katrina victims on that floor. I thought it was so fitting. someone that rich giving it all, sharing it all.
Craig, one of the adults that came on the trip, was 6' 8''. He was also frickin hilarious. We were talking about Jeruselum or whatever, and he says "I walked the Trail of Tears. you know. in Jeruselum." hmmm, yeah, Criag, the trail of tears is definitely in Jeruselum. He had a story for everything.
That night we all went to the Stone Mountain Lazer show in Atlanta. The thing is, there's this giant rock. it's the largest peice of naturally exposed granite (without being a mountain) in the world. And they show a lazer light show on it. Well, it sucked. I mean, they put random cartoons to random songs about how much people love America or whatever. The way my friend Annie put it was "God gave us this huge peice of exposed rock, and I think he would cry if he saw what we were doing to it." On our way out, there was this couple making out on the ground, hot and heavy, all over eachother, and Matt Stevens...took a picture. we were all like "Matt! what are you doing?" and Mellissa goes "oh, that's two people? I thought it was just one really really fat person!" and that was freaking hilarious. the next day, we drove to Mississippi. It was about an eight hour drive. We took a bunch of pictures and saw a water tower that was supposed to be a peach but looked like a giant butt. When we finally got there, we ate pizza for dinner, then went to Walmart. There, I bought 2$ shower shoes (cause I had forgotten them) and starbursts, and Melissa bought 4 cans of Redbull. yeah, was she hyper. Then we got back to the church we were staying at (Hertiage UMC) and we camped in the back. so then we played Apples to Apples until about midnight. when we were playing, this guy came up to our tent and said "look, I know this is y'alls first night here and you're still getting settled, but it's past ten, and out here your voices really carry." to this we just found hilarious, we burst out laughing, louder than ever. it was our biggest inside joke. every time any one would say anything above the quietist whisper, we would always respond with "look, I know you just got here, but your voice really carries out here". the wierd thing was, Kirsten was being a total bitch that night. eh. I bet she was just PMSing.
I will write more IN THIS ENTRY later, but now I'm only going to get about 6 hours of sleep, so byebye. I'm going to update and finish writing IN THIS ENTRY
i command you.
whom i love.
a lot.
i'm being overly obsessive, though, like i always am.
lsjglsgjs i hate it when i'm like this, but there's nothing i can do about it.
besides inject myself with like. tranquilizer.
which is not happening.
:D
steve