So I haven't made a blog post in a while. I'd like to say that it's because I've been super-ultra busy or whatever, but it's only 'cause I like procrastinating way too much. I actually have four stories that I want/need to write, but I'm wasting my time by informing you, and you probably don't even care.
AHHHH NEW AVETT BROTHERS ALBUM COMES OUT SEPTEMBER 11 AND I CAN'T WAIT.
So I went to Lake Winnie, which is an amusement park close to where I live, and I rode my very first upside-down ride, the Fireball. It scared the crap out of me.
Which was probably why I kept riding it.
But oh well.
And then I had Adventure Camp, which is a sort-of VBS, but most things are original. As in decided by the church members, not by something from a Christian store or whatever. I don't know where people get VBS ideas.
Anyways, back to AC.
I had 9 seven/eight year old girls in my group, and there were three that were just freaking awesome. Their names have been changed, 'cause I didn't get their permission to share them on the internet, where some random stalker dude could find them. Jewel, one of my favorites (shhh), wrote a short story that she called a book, and she wants me to finish writing the second part for her. Lindsay, another favorite, told me that she enjoyed Adventure Camp because of me. Lauren, who is also a favorite, said she would invite me to her sleepover birthday party because I gave her candy.
And her party will probably be made up of a bunch of 8-year old girls.
Oh well.
At the end of Adventure Camp, I went with one of my friends to Six Flags. It was my first time going, so I didn't really know what to expect. But it was fun regardless. Out of all the coasters I rode that trip, the Ninja was the only one that I wouldn't ride again. And the Superman was by far my favorite.
Also, most Wednesday nights, I'll be helping with the summer musical at my church. It's a lot of fun, even though I have to work with kids closer to my age instead of the kids I'm comfortable working with. I'm not sure why. It just is.
Oh, and on June 12th, 2012, I had my very first bowl of gumbo.
Yeah, it was made outside in an unsanitary-looking tent, and it probably wasn't as good as it might be if I had gotten it from the actual Meo Mio's restaurant or Blue Orleans, but it was still freaking amazing.
I want more.
This is kind of a long post. And now to make it longer!
Okay, scratch that. I can't think of anything else to write.
Other than that the backstory of one of my characters reminds me a lot of the 100 Cupboards series.
And this post has officially ended.
Fare thee well!
