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Wow finally time to sit down and think. Alright let me give ya the run down of my crazy life. Friday September 30th left early in the morning to bik MONSOON POURING. We got all our gear together and spent about 30 minutes trying to figure out where the trail really started, went the wrong way, turned aroune the Mundi Biddi, when we got to the trail head it was POURING DOWN RAIN, now I don’t mean Valdez pouring, or Bellingham Pouring, liked, rode on a road, stared at a map, and got SOAKED. Finally we started, we only had 13 Kilometers to go but it took FOREVER, one of our girls had to check her blood sugar every 15 minutes or so and we stopped A LOT. We finally got to our shelter around 3:30 pm and got settled hanging out all our wet clothes and such. Around 5 these 4 guys rolled up, they rode like 70 Ks that day!!!! Well 50 then they forgot their cards in Jaradelle so they rode back to get them then realized they were in their backpack the whole time. Wow these guys were cool, they were all in there 30-40s and this one guy and I had the best conversation, he is living exactly what I want to do, work for awhile, when you want doing whatever you want but making money then spending the rest of the time doing sweet trips. he semi-retired at the age of 28 and has been doing awesome trips, he went to school at U of O or University of Oregon and guess what else? HE PLAYS ULTIMATE FRISBEE!!! He even brought his frisbee and we threw until it was to dark to see. It was amazing!!! So he hooked me up with the website to check out Western Australia Ultimate, he said there is a team in Perth and such, one of the other guys who plays lives like 2 houses away from one of the girls I was with so that was random and he said we could get a ride from him!! Super cool. Ok so we went to bed, they were exhausted and we stayed up playing cards and writing in our journals or reading. Finally laid down for sleep around 9:30, at midnight I wake up to loud yelling and a car pulling up to the shelter, it totally freaked me out, there were these 4 drunk guys and Vanessa, one of the girls I was with was really mad and started cussing at them which just made the mad so one of the guys that was asleep got up and was trying to talk them down. Vanessa wanted to go to the toilet and Michelle wouldn't let her go by herself and she wasn’t feeling well so I said I would go with her, I have never been so scared for my life, I was soooo glad those other biker guys came. Anyway Vanessa got their licence plane number and we are going to report them. They said they were staying the night but the biker guy convinced them to leave. They spun of when they left and threw rocks at the tin of the shelter which freaked me out even more. All of us didn’t' sleep the rest of the night, every time I dosed off I had dreams of them coming back and killing us, or other things. It was really scary. Anyway it finally got light and we got up with bags under our eyes and took off around 8. We rode around 37 K's and were DEAD TIRED. We had to ride on this road for awhile and came to a family with like 10 kids who were heading to the same place we were so we were glad we wouldn't be alone. This was at about 30 k's so we had only 7 to go and it was ALL UP HILL!!! SO wearing, I don't know if it was from biking around AK or what but I beat everyone up every hill even if it was super long. I just got in this mind set to go. Anyway we got to the shelter finally and it was up a kind of steep hill and there was a gate so we weren't to bothered about someone coming in the middle of the night and the family that came was 2 adults and 5 kids, it was so fun. I played cards and Cricket with the kids. They were a lot of fun and they LOVED my accent. they were so cute trying to copy it. Then we took off in the morning about 7 am to bike the last 17 K's making it 67 kilometers all together. We got to the meeting place around 9:20 when we were suppose to meet at 10 so we waited around and Vanessa's bro was suppose to pick us up but she was worried about him sitting and waiting at the end of the road so we biked an extra 8 k's making it 75 ks total and he finally came, we were dead tired.
I made it home in time to grab a hot shower, something to eat, and pack a few extra things before I headed to the train station to meet Chris to drive me to Fairbridge for Prac by Pinjarra. Ok if that didn't make sense, sorry. Chris was 45 minutes late due to car trouble and we were late to Fairbridge but it didn’t' really matter. I really missed Amanda and Di from training and was really excited to see them, we just click. We had a bit of training and set up before then off to bed for an early start. I collapsed.
Monday threw Friday was HELL. There was a totally of 40 kids, 22 girls and 18 guys. I had a guy group of nine guys, there was also a older volunteer who was the assistant head leader's dad and another return volunteer with autism to help me out. The older volunteer decided to take a step back to deal with the difficult kids and help me out less and the other volunteer who was helping me was like another kid, It was THE WORST. Monday was alright, Tuesday was awful, another volunteer had to come help me for this awful scavenger hunt. My team would NOT work together, they would not listen, take responsibility, or be even kind of nice to one another. It was really discouraging seeing them yell at each other and not take responsibility or even try to work together, I was so glad I had sunglasses on cuz I definently had some tears roll down my cheeks. Wednesday was much better, I would say out of all the boys I had one I would love to take home, he was nice to everyone and worked together, never talked back and listened!!!! Wow from this camp I realized I do not have the patience to work with children that have problems, I had what they call DCD kids that come from foster parents, group homes, or have major problems at home. Kids had parents in jail or dead, I just didn’t' know how to deal with that or what to say. I did have more experience than many of the other volunteers like Amanda and Di, there were lots of tears at debriefs and during the day. At the end of camp I only had 7 campers cuz 2 were so bad they got sent home. The cussing was incredible!!! 10 year older were calling others the N-word. I couldn't believe it. Anyway soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo glad that is over. I got back Friday night and was super tired, did laundry, took a shower, went shopping and then got a ton of energy, danced, then watched Lord of the Rings # 2 until I couldn't keep my eyes open, this was about 11. Yeah sad huh. Every day during the week we would get up at 6 or 6:30 and wake the kids up at 7 then go to bed around Midnight. I realized I really want to do Adventure Recreation leadership for teenagers who want to be there. Take them on sweet trips and show them what I know and let them figure stuff out about themselves and who they want to be.
Saturday was a different day, I woke up at 7 and couldn’t' get back to sleep, at 10 Rene and I got picked up by a guy from class who is one of the most annoying people I have ever met. Anyway gotta love him, we went up to Guilderton and went for a walk on the beach to a light house, then met this other guy from class at a Yanchep national park and went for a 3 hour walk. I am tired and my feet hurt, and I found this GINORMOUS blister on my foot. So now of course I am tired again and I have the worst bags under my eyes, no sleeping in tomorrow either (not that I could) its general conference tomorrow, I am really excited about that though. I have a lot of projects coming up, I got to miss school for 2 weeks and now it is biting me in the butt!! I can't believe its almost done though, 4 more weeks. Gotta love it.