The last time I woke up at 3.30am was accidental due to my inability to work my own alarm clock and my iPod screamed-
"CAUS' YOU'RE A GOOD GURRRRRRL!
YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT!"
Through the pillow at me. In my delirious sleep-deprived state I thought somehow Robin Thicke had broken into my bedroom and got into my bed.
It remains one of the most terrifying moments of my life.
I haven't been keen to see 3.30am since.
However, I signed up to take the bus to Long Island and meet the campers and travel with them back to camp.
I arrived at 4.50am at Brandon's office, blanket in hand. 4.50am. If I have to get out of bed before the sun does I'm bringing at least part of the bed with me...
I woke up when I felt the car taking turns, we must've left the highway and the road felt different. Toby twitched his head to the right then at me then to the right again, I thought this sudden erratic tick was simply a sign of the madness early mornings inflict on their bearers, but nah. I turned right and there- right there parallel to the water on the bridge connecting to Long Island was New York City.
Nice.
The kids arrived, signed them in, boarded the coach, played top trumps with the boys at the back of the coach, had my hair braided by a 4th grader, confiscated candy (Yep. Took candy from a kid. Camp regulations. Sorry) then re-arrived to the cheering sports field waving glittery welcome banners.
Although I'm now tired as one of the back-of-the-bus kids asked me at Baseball "Hey Georgia! Are you gonna pick us up at Long Island again next year! That was fun!" which is the sweetest thing.
Dunkin' Donuts Conversation
Toby: (seeing the keys on the lanlard): Golf Cart?
Me: I drove it the other day!
Toby: You drove it? Where?
Me: From Camp to Outback and back! And I didn't stall it once!
Toby: It's an automatic golf cart. You can't stall it.
Me: ...
"CAUS' YOU'RE A GOOD GURRRRRRL!
YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT!"
Through the pillow at me. In my delirious sleep-deprived state I thought somehow Robin Thicke had broken into my bedroom and got into my bed.
It remains one of the most terrifying moments of my life.
I haven't been keen to see 3.30am since.
However, I signed up to take the bus to Long Island and meet the campers and travel with them back to camp.
I arrived at 4.50am at Brandon's office, blanket in hand. 4.50am. If I have to get out of bed before the sun does I'm bringing at least part of the bed with me...
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| "Bright eyed and Bushy tailed...they said" |
I woke up when I felt the car taking turns, we must've left the highway and the road felt different. Toby twitched his head to the right then at me then to the right again, I thought this sudden erratic tick was simply a sign of the madness early mornings inflict on their bearers, but nah. I turned right and there- right there parallel to the water on the bridge connecting to Long Island was New York City.
Nice.
The kids arrived, signed them in, boarded the coach, played top trumps with the boys at the back of the coach, had my hair braided by a 4th grader, confiscated candy (Yep. Took candy from a kid. Camp regulations. Sorry) then re-arrived to the cheering sports field waving glittery welcome banners.
Although I'm now tired as one of the back-of-the-bus kids asked me at Baseball "Hey Georgia! Are you gonna pick us up at Long Island again next year! That was fun!" which is the sweetest thing.
Dunkin' Donuts Conversation
Toby: (seeing the keys on the lanlard): Golf Cart?
Me: I drove it the other day!
Toby: You drove it? Where?
Me: From Camp to Outback and back! And I didn't stall it once!
Toby: It's an automatic golf cart. You can't stall it.
Me: ...
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