The Bronsons

The Bronsons

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Our Culture! Part V

For that summer, I don't even know if girlfriend and I had roommates or not.  We were a little too busy to notice as someone thought it would be a good idea for us to do efy together.  Mostly the summer was spent being obnoxious with a bunch of teenagers.  Loved us some Barbies, some Indian attacks, some stealing leftover Firehouse pizza, some crazy awesome dance moves that embarrassed the youth, some screaming at the top of our lungs, some blue and green polos, and some pictures of the day.
We also loved ourselves some counselor clumps.
It is always appropriate to open your mouth as wide as possible.  It helps everyone to see how exciting and fun you are.
We very much enjoyed some sabbaticals from showering.  Not like that's out of the norm...
We also enjoyed passion patrol, awesome eye shadow applications, 14 year old girls who were in love with counselors, and 14 year old girls we wish were our friends.  We had interesting experiences when getting dizzy in elevators and in getting dizzy playing spin and sprint.  We enjoyed replacing regular eating with Aggie Ice Cream and Waffle Crisp, sleep for telling teen-age girls to to get back in their rooms, our feminine voices for husky man ones, and cute clothes for polo t-shirts 4 sizes too big.  We were fortunate enough to be involved in all kinds of drama (both from youth and other counselors), stalk Stu, fall asleep on sidewalks, be completely idiotic and loved for it, and cry our eyes out every Thursday.

Sadly girlfriend moved away from me when summer ended.  Almost 10 whole blocks away!  It was rough.  But don't worry our adventures didn't end there and we can definitely look forward to some new and exciting adventures as we are now carpooling to work everyday!  And learning about meditation for super tiny people.  Oh dear.  I will leave you with some last judgments on the appropriateness of some more recent activities.

People Moshing all around you at an acoustic concert?  
Not appropriate.
Smooching a member of Yellowcard making him feel extremely awkward and nervous?
Appropriate.
Coloring instead of normal social activity?
Appropriate.
Playing Rumikub for several hours?
Inappropriate.
Being picked on by the Durven?
Appropriate.
Girlfriend catching my bouquet?
Appropriate.
(It's apparently her year.)
Again, awkwardly kissing a strange boy.  This one the boyfriend of my cousin?
I'd have to say appropriate.

Peace and blessings ya'll!  Peace, and blessings.

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