Apparently she's recorded another song. God, there's no way I'm listening to it.
Today is my favourite day of the week, and I rate enough of you should guess why. Anyways, we finally finally finally had a SABRE COMPETITION, which was super-duper exciting, with lots of emotions and screaming and shouting. I ended up ranked 2nd, we'll do the DE next week... Nevermind the fact that it took me a while to get back into it; at our club, it doesn't matter who comes where, what matters is the awesomeness had during the bouts. I love this sport!
Today, we did the service-position voting. I really really hope I don't get stuck as armourer AGAIN! I've done it for almost three years now, I think I need a break. Maybe captaincy should be good ;)
Scouts tonight was also cool... Mini-golf across the inside and outside of the hall, craziest holes evar! I'm quite bleak, I didn't manage to get the highest score! Despite taking literally 20 tries at like 4 or 5 basic holes. Someone managed to do WORSE than me, and that's an achievement any mini-golfing day...
Anyway, had the greatest conversation today, with James who'd popped over to pick up Andrew.
James - Ah Sam, howzit
Sam - All right
James - Are you, you know, in this whole vibe?
Okes run around on the hall roof trying to putt golf balls into McDonald's cups
Sam - Well, I'm a bit above that
James - Oh okay
Sam - But yes, I'm a Scout, if that's what you mean...
So, later James took to following one of the flights around as they were whacking balls everywhere.
James - Oh my god, this is literally the most inefficient way of getting this ball across
Sam - Enjoying yourself?
James - Immensely. These guys are all crazy!
Well, I can't blame him. The little scouts are freaking perma-high on sugar. I find other people's perception of scouts pretty funny, especially when they see crazy little guys running around screaming. But seriously, snior scouting is the most epic thing evar!
I remember the stories my dad used to tell me, about when his troop got dumped out in the mountains and picked up 9 days later... They went around stealing chickens from the nearby farms and stuff, so they could kill and eat them... If only we did that! Daymn, ur scouting seems so tame compared to that, especially seeing as this would be in the middle of winter with snow and everything!
Observations
ReplyDelete1. Polish Scouts was not a happy place after German occupation
2. Dropping Sam in the Wilderness for 9 days would be nice
3. Your dad probably expected there to be some chicken killing in SA Scouts, don't disappoint him