We got to Welsh-Land, and the house, and introduced to insane groupies & a Miss Bowa-alike. And then shown to our rooms, ours the huge 16 girls room, with all the lovely people. We ran outside alot because they liked stting the fire alarms off. Going outside the first time, Annabella said 'I can see the stars! Wow! They don't only exist in books!' And it was pretty. We went back to our room, looking for something to do. So we built a tower with some storage boxes provided, which meant heaving beds around and wobbling around on them, but it was great. And then we got to kick them down, too. Hurrah! Hmm but some horrid scals & rudies copied us. Grr. How annoying. We didn't sleep much that night. Well. There were 16 girls in our room. Dessie was telling us about dry sex & how dead people fart....
The next morning, we stumbled around and then waited around for breakfast (Cold, soggy toast....Mmm). We were told to pack some kind of bag with spare clothes, which I am not very good at because I forgot my shoes. We then went rafting. Which was quite amusing. Ours (obviously) was the best float - the boys was absolutely insane, they couldn't even get the barrels to stay together...We even got around the silly island, without falling in (except Kerry & Vita - they couldn't get on) until we were the last ones un-soaked and Lilly & I decided to cut our losses and jump in before we were capsized. Immediately we got out and were cruelly pushed back in by Mr Staton..I tell you that water was freezing! We trudged back and had what somewhat resembled a shower and this noxious looking ribena drink while we warmed back up. We went back to the House. The House. To have lunch...obv. not very memorable (I don't remember it) and get changed before next activity thingy. This was the Assault Course. So we got changed into nice clothes, only to put on what was possibly called a Poggle - a large rain coat - and get very muchly muddy again. We had to worship the mud god before completing the course and being attacked by the Leader Dude. It was great, crawling through tunnels, lots of mud, puddles, mud, climbing things and the car-wash with tyres (mud)..then we had a mud fight *giggles*. Afterwards, we were visciously hosed down by the Dude and then flooded the showers getting clean again, also found my bra to be brown instead of white. We still had to do another activity. This involved climbing a very large telegraph pole and then jumping off it (jumping off it...!) and catching hold of a trapeze....Well. Well, I did it once, it was terrifying, enough said. That night we had more delicious cuisine and played dumb games, but watched people fit dozens of marshmallows in their mouths, amusing. Then there was a disco, of which I witnessed at most 3 minutes. I decided our room was much more preferable. So I traipsed up there and spent some time with people up there. We had a tiny feast and listened to music. I wandered round with Lilly, talked to her and sat outside on the bench with her. Doane came upstairs and (shock, horror) came into our room (strictly verboten). Upon seeing our delightful communal Orlando poster, taking the place of the dumb fire notice, he decided to remove it (competition). He would open the door and snatch it while we were too busy to notice, until I wrestled it off of him...even I am stronger than Doane, haha (sorry sweetie, not really *blinks*)..After poor Orli had taken a severe battering and crumpling, we thought it would be a good idea to replace it with a poster from Daniel's porn magazine. So Lilly & I went down to the disco (scals scarily "dancing") to ask him for it - and he actually got it for us! Ha. But some confusion ensued and we, for some reason, didn't put it on the door. I think we were sitting on the bench in the corridor and looking at our lovely new acquisition when Mr Clipstone happened past, and we realised it would look a tiny bit dodgy with us all (Lilly, Daniel & I) all gawping at some semi-naked woman. So I stuffed it down my top. I'm not sure why, I am not a practical person. Anyway, he managed to catch me with my hand down my top, which didn't look at all suspicious. Oh well, hum hum, such is life. Doane spent a lot of time with us too, and drew a smiley face on my stomach with eyeliner, the act of which got a few stares too. Ha. So we passed that night much better than at stupid disco.
The second day, I woke up and was stumbling around again (sans contacts) and people were telling me my legs were the wrong colour, which they were. They were covered with attractive pink, black and purple splodges. I then showed these off at any opportunity. This morning we did some dumb mind games - which, truth be told, our group were pretty useless at. Except the passing-people-through-web game which was nice. Then we did Jacob's Ladder; which was great. I did it with Lilly & Annabella and although we wimpered a bit, we made it to the top and had a great time swinging aroud. As Lilly said; at this point, all was right with the world. The afternoon we had a big walk. Watching Mr. Heighway chasing sheep was good, rest not. Though Lilly told me about Chris McCandless and about Alaska. We talked about living in a secluded house, taking drugs and falling down mountains & having people to carry us back up. I liked talking to Lilly, so much, but the walk was pointless. Annabella & I planned our wonderful sheep-breeding future though. Polka-dot sheep. Nice.
We travelled home. This was boring, because everyone was upset, Doane moved down the front, Loki and his girlfriend were being ostentatiously um...engrossed in each other behind us and it was an annoying trip. Then we thought we could see two suns, which was a bit strange. We stopped at a service station where I tried to make myself throw up and then at another where Lilly & I bought Ben & Jerry Ice Cream Sandwiches. Yum, but really impossible to eat a whole one, Aaron got the rest of mine. Then we tried to cheer Vladimir up, because he was sad, so we had lots of hugs and kisses. I got home, I didn't say goodbye to hardly anyone. We dropped Mr. Kerr off home and got Doner Kebabs. Yum. Showed off my bruises, talked a lot and reminisced.
Things mostly good.
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