Ahh, what a day. I think I'll write some college essays, don't you think? In the meantime, here's Wednesday, March 3rd, a day full of wacky dreams, wood crews, Ramen salad, random acts of kindness, and Bible salesmen. Coincidentally, there's an English class at my school reading that very story. One girl I spoke to about it found it hilarious when he stole her leg. Huh. Anyway, off to correct essays! It's what Wednesdays are for!

Day 33

Breakfast was pancakes today! There were no apples in the walk-in fridge, so I brought up just oranges and grapefruit. During school meeting people talked way too much about where our fruit comes from. Jake woke me up early at 6 unintentionally. I then had a dream where me, Sam P, and Yomalis were in an obstacle course that ended in a 100, no, 200, no, now it's growing to 500 and beyond meter race. I was about to win but then Sam made a comeback, so I turned around and we're in a waterpark! And now Danny [Lamere, a kid from my school] and some other cross-country people are there! And maybe we're climbing on ropes in the waterpark, and maybe we're in a tavern-ish thing.

Back to the day: I cut down 5 trees for wood crew; 4 got processed. I cut down the 5th just as time ran out. My first was a warm-up, the second was bigger to combat Phoebe's choice, and the third was a massive maple. It didn't take that long to carve the hinge out, but once I made the back-cut it got tricky. It was stuck up in the canopy, so Jack came over and helped. I chopped away at the hinge to get it down to a point (with Jack's assistance on my stroke), and then took a makeshift club (Jack sawed off a branch of some brush) and whacked the trunk off the stump. We couldn't move it after that, as much we tried, so we flagged it. Someone will get it with a chainsaw later. My fourth tree was a joke- a tiny one with hardly any sugarwood. I also helped Phoebe carry one of her trees to a new processing station. I wasn't wearing snowpants, so my feet got very wet. Not cold yet.

Once I got back to the day-pack room, I wrung out my socks to find a lovely mixture of snow and sweat and smelled lovely. I like the smell of sweat, the smell of a locker room. It means good work was done. Lunch was amazing: quesadillas and fudgy oat bars. Charlotte doesn't know how to spell quesadillas. Also, there was a Ramen salad that apparently only I liked. Everyone else who talked about it (3 people) said they didn't like it. In my free I did the History reading, which was actually tonight's work (I'm pretty sure). I'll get these notes from David- I still did the pink book readings. History was long- I took good notes, but I was drowsy. So was Sam S and Sam P- they mentioned it later. Matt actually put his head down.

Earlier, before lunch, my feet were so cold and bare, but Freddy out of nowhere offered some sandals. I wore them until the end of the day. That was really nice. In English we discussed “Everything That Rises Must Converge”, Lex, Charlotte and I. I liked it, and to top off class, Lex picked my frontier word: impetus. In my advisor meeting with Susie I had a strawberry-flavored white Lifesaver, that I bit but apparently one sucks them first. She always is sort of down during the meetings, which is odd since she's always on otherwise. We discussed getting to and from Milton. During my free I did no work, because I was talking with Arya on skype. She unloaded some problems on me (what else is new), and I told her about the drama up here.

At around 5, 5:15, Hallie and I went to the dining hall (I went there earlier to read the English story, but it was too long and the room was too loud. There was popcorn though.) to see who was there. I gave her a brief overview of cook's crew, during which she seemed... bored is not the right word. Uninterested? She wasn't like she was yesterday, or at least earlier, when she found out. She, Rafi, Phoebe, Aidan, Jake and I all chilled with Pam until dinner was ready. I wrote the sign: salad, petite peas, lasagna, bread italiano. It took me a while to find the petite peas in the walk-in freezer; I was cold in my sandals and I imitated raocow.

After dinner I... went to the library for a bit, then went back to Miles and listened to Wolfmother. I got my boots beforehand. I read the English story, tried to ignore Jake and Taylor being loud with Sam P (I'm differentiating now between the two) in the common room. It was a weird story: a fake Bible salesman takes wooden legs, glass eyes, from women. I played guitar in check-in, Isaac recognized Passage to Bangkok, Comfort had a nice conversation with us, Rafi and Sam S had us write a question for the girls (Jimmy was asking too), and then I wrote in my other journal before bed. Fun day.