Oh GEE- I Wanna Go to LoMia

But that's too bad for me because I already went and came back. We left on Saturday at around 12:30 and got to LoMia a bit before 3. We didn't really do much but set up our tents and stuff. Then all day Saturday and Sunday we mostly hung out with our ward. Except for Sunday evening when us fourth years did the Colors of the Wind program, which went swell. But those days were very unexciting in comparison to what would happen in the next three days.

Monday- I took a shower in the morning because I smelled like a goat that never bathes, and then we ate breakfast and rode the zip line FIRST!! And then we packed up and were off. I had Sarah and Amy Huff in my car, and they are BIG car dancers. But we pretty much fell asleep until we got to Upper Lake Mary, where we had a delicious lunch and went canoeing. That was an adventure that I wouldn't mind repeating, but I was so frightened that the canoe would flip because it was so windy. Then I just sat on the beach with people and ate some more food before we left to the campsite, which was about 10 minutes away or so. We set up camp and had FHE that night.

Tuesday- We hiked to a meadow on Mormon Mountain. We din't find any snow like they apparently did last year, but it was still fun. When we got back we went in groups of ten to take showers, because there are four regular showers and one Handicap ACCESSIBLE shower. So five went in and the rest of us were out there waiting with Bro. Huff when the ranger guy comes up and tells us that it's a handicap shower. "That means you're not supposed to use it." So he leaves and we all switch (It costs 3 dollars for five minutes by the way) and the ranger comes back with his wife and this is pretty much the conversation that happened:

Ranger- Is someone still in here?

Bro. Huff- Yeah.

R- *Obviously angry*

H- Let me ask you a question. How many handicap people are camping here?

R- THAT IS A STUPID QUESTION!

H- No it isn't. How many?

Ranger's wife- None.

R- *obviously angry*

H- Besides. You're making bank off of us! There's 26 of us!

W- *laugh laugh laugh*

R- Lock it up when they leave

*Ranger and wife leave.*

The sign said handicap accessible. Not handicap only. And now if a handicap person needs to use the shower they have to go get the key and shower and then go take it back. All I have to say.

Then we did certification and went to Flagstaff, where we did some shopping and ate pizza at Furtelli's. Or something. It was good. But my car (Aly, Courtney, Brooke, and cabin mom Emily) went to Quizno's to visit Emily's sister before we ate. That was fun. Then we went back to camp and looked at stars and looked at Saturn through the telescope. It looked so fake, but it wasn't.

Wednesday- We ate breakfast and went to Upper Lake Mary again, this time to pick up trash trash trash. There was so much glass and fishing line and clothes. One group even found a pile of deer bones. GROOOOSSSSS. Then we split into two groups, one to go rifle shooting and one to go horseback riding. I was in group one, and we headed off to Mormon Lake, AZ. My horse was a bit smaller, but not the smallest, and black. Her name was Billie. And she was excellent until the end. When I almost died. :O

We were riding back into the ranch in a single file line, and Billie started to go astray. So I pulled a little to the right and she turned around and got in a fight with the next horse before booking it. I was so scared. That was the only thing I was afraid would happen and it did. But I stopped her. THEN. When I was getting off I stepped in horse poop. Goody. And my ankle was bleeding profusely. Thankfully, it was just a small cut that enjoyed bleeding.

Rifle shooting was.... rifle shooting. We've all done that before. Although there were these quad-people that were annoying. But we were nice anyways. That night we had smores and looked at a slideshow of all the pictures everyone took.

Thursday- I always accidentally spell "Thursday" as "Thursaday" so it sounds like Mario is talking or something. Anyways. We packed up real fast and were home by noon. Happy Birthday Aaron.

Sorry this is so undetailed, but I didn't want to write my whole life story.

Also, next year we are going to Orchard Camp! Hooray for no more West Camp! :D

The Story of Marble

So as I was sifting through my room yesterday, I found some of my written works, which are quite outstanding. If I say so. Myself.

This is one that I had to write for Science in 7th grade. And also, I don't understand why that is the title either, so ignore that part.

NOT About Flying Purple People Eaters: The Story of Marble

"Thank you for that wonderful report on your family history, Iggy," Ms. Mineral said once Iggy Igneous sat down.

"Now we'll hear from... Jimmy."

Jimmy marble stood up and slowly sauntered to the front of the room. A small handful of students clapped, and Ms. Mineral smiled, signalling him to start. He sighed and lifted a single piece of lined paper to his eyes.

"Pass," he read, and he started to retreat back to his seat. Giggles filled the classroom.

"Jimmy..." Ms. marble warned.

"Okay, okay."

Back at the front of the classroom, Jimmy started over.

"My name is Jimmy marble," he began, "and this is my family history."

"It is over one thousand years ago. The two most feared pirates on the sea, Swashbuckle and Keelhaul were fighting over the biggest fish ever. Seriously, it was humungo! Well anyways, they were fighting over this fish when suddenly... WHACK! Its tail slapped Keelhaul over the side of the ship. Swashbuckle was sure he had won, but the slimy ocean creature wasn't done yet. Its tail slapped the ghastly man into the water, where he soon followed.

"Their crews ran over to the railing to see if their leaders were truly gone. They were. The crews were on cloud nine.

'They're gone! The tyranny is over!' (what's that from? :D) was the chorus that followed. But that doesn't matter. What matters is that the fish, my grandpa, got away.

"That near-death-experience had made him realize something, he had no successors. He needed a child to carry on his line. So, he transformed into ooze and fell to the ocean floor. There, he hardened into one of my favorite people. Lina Limestone. My mom," Jimmy paused as all the girls in the class "awwwed." Except Gina. She is so weird sometimes, Jimmy thought to himself.

After a short breather, Jimmy continued, captivating everyone in his report.

"And so Lina Limestone was born. Soon, like all limestone, she grew tired of the ocean floor. She began to wander from her own home into unknown territory. She was amazed by everything she saw. Soon, she came to dry land. This was a very new experience for her.

'Wow. It's so colorful up here!'"

Everyone laughed as Jimmy tried to imitate his mother's high-pitched voice.

"She continued into this beautiful meadow," Jimmy continued, or at least he tried. Gina raised her hand. Ms. Marble nodded at her.

"Gina?"

"Aren't there beaches next to oceans, not meadows?" she questioned.

Jimmy sighed. "Fine. She continued onto this beautiful beach. Happy now?"

Gina just smiled.

"So, she wandered the beach until she arrived at a mountain, where she met a man. A man named Mr. Metamorphosis. They fell in love and climbed the mountain together. And on that mountain they still live, with their son, Jimmy Marble. That is my family history."

The class erupted with applause.

"Very good, Jimmy!" Ms. Mineral gushed. "A+! Now, next we will hear from Gina Geode."

Gina smiled and skipped up to the front of the class. Jimmy's story was pretty nice, but she was sure she could do better. Gina opened her mouth to speak, but before she could utter a single word, a Flying Purple People Eater crashed through the wall, killing everyone. I would explain why that happened, but the title clearly says "NOT About Flying Purple People Eaters". So I will save that for another day.

=)

The End

I don't know what's wrong with me. But I got a "Wonderful" on this story. So I guess it's okay.