Today I faced the sixth of my seven evil ex's--exAMS that is! Only one final boss stands between me and senior spring. That gets an approving nod. This day, Saturday, April 17, 2010, is your exclusive glance into a time-honored Milton tradition, I guess. Revel in the glory of the secret rites of initiation undergone by Milton students for at least, like, ten years. Junior Leadership Weekend details never before released to the outside world, I mean, if that's exciting to you... But indeed, the CTF match we had was pretty sweet.

Day 58 (written day 59)

Well... breakfast of oatmeal and cinnamon buns. Got in a car with Sue and rode to Hanover with Rachel, Anika and Caitlin. Rode a bus down while reading the Spanish work and thinking about things. Upon arriving at home I ate a tasty sandwich with cranberry sauce and went to school, where I met friends. The ride to the camp was tiring... I though a lot amidst annoying borders.

We arrived, played capture the flag (day vs. Border- we won in an epic shoving match across the line), talked (I took care to explain our door and couch shenanigans to Isabella and Caroline while not looking at Ainikki until the very end, and then only in a glance... smooth moves.) with a variety of people... Jasmine, Kasey, Sofia, Sra. Crews, etc. We played a dodgeball tourament (my team would've gone farther had Mr. Gagnon not called the match prematurely), Satto, Warren, Sydney and I played table hockey. It was sick.

We had a great speaker—he got me excited for the next year, leading by example. There was dinner of chicken and rice and corn. We asked for more by simply raising the plate... seemed rude. I cleared all the plates and made people wipe down the tables... just to be nice. Made a dish crew joke to Sofia. There was a talent show... Mike Godwin can sing. Danny and I played a hastily-prepared version of Dear Prudence, and it went well.

I didn't really hang out with Rachel, Anika, or Caitlin that much. We had a dance, wearing neon bracelets and white shirts. It was quite much. I was shaken a bit. The bonfire was during that, but they failed to alert us. We all stayed up instead of going to bed at midnight, so I played guitar for Kasey, Jasmine, and Danny. Mr. Whalen took over for a bit—he can really play. Then I played Pictionary with Satto, an asian girl, Anais, Diana, Sofia, and some Robbins girls. It was very fun. I went to bed at two in the morning.