Chubby Bunny, Zapping, and Rehearsals Galore

HOLY GUACAMOLE I'm tired.

I just had such a crazy week! I had 7 am rehearsals every day but one Monday-Friday, and rehearsals until 9 pm Monday-Thursday, throw in three tests and homework in the mix, and then Friday I had to get checked out of school a little bit early to rush to church to leave with my improv team to perform at this 'girls self-esteem boosting' conference! (That's not the actual name, but I didn't know if I should share it or not!) A three hour bus ride later, we were there and IMMEDIATELY had to run (literally) to get our mic checks and then performed an improv game. All that last part in the space of 15 minutes.
So, come to find out, this camp has a record book. My improv team director had us all attempt to set the 'chubby bunny' record, in fronth of the whole conference of girls. Now, the previous time I had played this 'game,'  my record was about five marshmallows. So I was not sure how well I was going to do. However, I then found out that the three boys who were allowed to come with us (One was the director, two were in one of the skits), had each put money on one of us, and I later found out that two had their money on me, and one had their money on my friend. Of the four of us girls, there were only me and my friend left after the fourth set of marshmallows. So, then came the fifth. And the sixth. And the seventh. And the eighth. And the ninth. Aaand the tenth. By this point, we are pretty darn hysterical looking, with this white foam in our mouths and our failed attempts to say chubby bunny (more like uh-ee nuh-neee). Being a really competitive girl, I was not backing down. We were both shoving these marshmallows into the sides of our mouth like nobodys business. So finally, the fateful eleventh marshmallow. My friend tried a few times to say it, but finally, she just shook her head and spit them into the trash can. Then, my director held the microphone to my mouth, and I managed to say it! So, to see if I could go further, I then was given a twelth marshmallow. I said it with that one too! They gave me a thirteenth marshmallow as well, but by this point my airway was completely blocked off, and no matter how much I pushed them aside, I couldn't get the thirteenth in. Ahh well. I spit them out, and then did NOT have any roasted marshmallows at the camp fire that night. But hey, I set a record.

Then, later that night I discovered this game called Gaga ball. It's incredible. I have no idea how to explain it to you, but if you've played it, you would understand it's amazing-ness.

Later that night in our cabin after my shower, I attempted to plug in my hair dryer, and was shocked by the electrical outlet! That has never happened to me before, and let me tell you, it HURTS! I was ok, but I am now very timid about plugging things in.

 In the end, I didn't end up getting to fall asleep until one am. Wake-up call was at 6:30, and off for more performances and singing making fools of myself in various ways. At the end of the conference, my group got to go eat at Red Robin (Yum), and then a three hour car ride later, we arrived home at 11. Went to my friend's house to spend the night, and then up for church at 8:30. Church until 12. Run straight to my dance studio for rehearsal until four. Now, I am back in my humble abode, with my limbs weak and weary from a long, yet exciting week.

I like to think of this past week as preparation for working at Disney World someday, because I have a feeling that it's going to be very hectic, quite like these past few days have been. Except with days off from work.

In other news, last night was the 100 year anniversary for the sinking of the Titanic. I was sad I didn't get to watch a documentary, or even the movie. Ahh well.

I'm going to go watch a movie or something involving laying in bed now.
Have a Magical Day!