Of Survival and Such

So get this, I just survived senior survival. At first I really didn't want to go, but once I was forced into the car and acutally got on the way and got around to meeting new people, I realized that I was completely foolish to consent to go. Basically it consisted of not showering for four days, (though I did wash myself in the creek briefly once. Cold, in case your wondering) cooking eggs and hash browns repeatedly on for breakfast that tasted incredibly like old camping pans, freezing at night, boiling in the day, and trying to avoid eye contact with the freaks we tagged along with. That's right folks, my school's so small we have to snag another school's senior survival to go out in the woods. Hey, if we were a planet, you'd have to duck every time the moon passed over and the weatherman would have to change his forecast every time someone sneezed (I actually got that last part from 3-2-1 Penguins. Great show). Anyhoo, got back this afternoon, took a great shower, talked to my gorgeous girlfriend, and had some great peaches. I got a weekend ahead and gamey week behind. Life ain't bad.