A Good Day
Today I went to my high school. Perhaps some of you were traumatized by your high school experiences, but I have to say that it was one of the best timtes of my life. The best time to date. So, visiting my high school made me very happy, rather than bringing back disturbing memories. Okay, maybe that's not quite true; SST does bring up some disturbing memories, but at least they're funny disturbing memories. (Anyone for the sexual behaviors of spoons, forks, sporks, and various combinations of table utensils?)
So, I had a very good time. After an epic game of dodgeball, a chaotic version with twenty people or so, all going after one another at the same time, requiring amazing spatial skills and no small amount of diplomacy, I played frisbee. Now, playing frisbee at Gonzaga is one thing. The people there are more experiences, in general. But playing at SST has a certain element of joyous nostalgia that I can never pass up. So, I took part in the rapture that is the SST field. It's only perpendicular to one of the boundaries of the grass, and the ground ranges from mud and puddles to hard packed dirt (depending on the time of year). Today, it was perfect.
After the delightful game of frisbee, I sat and talked with the slackers in Wendi's room, and after school was let out I took part in Drama club. It is much less intimidating than G.U.T.S., because I am actually one of the better improv players there, so I wasn't afraid to jump on into games. I especialyl enjoyed the game where the guy is late to work, and has to guess what his excuses are supposed to be. It was one of the few I have ever played the part of the person who has to figure out why he's late, and I did it very well, I thought. Apparently, I had been digging a hole to China, and I bought a sombrero. I got these in very little time, which amazed all of them!
So, I played chaotic dodgeball, rapturous frisbee, and entertaining improv games. A very good visit :)