There's no place like home ((for the holidays))

I've had that Christmas song stuck in my head for a few hours now even though there are no holidays that I am home for. And I am home. As of an hour ago, I am back from my forensics/leadership program. My body is so tired, I can't hardly move. Most of the 10 nights I spent there I went to bed late (poker is addicting. Kevin, you're right. But I don't go broke playing.) and then I had to wake up early to go to my class/lecture/trip. It's brutal. But good practice for school (which is starting in like 2 weeks!!).

It was pretty dang amazing, educational-wise and the whole experience of living in the dorms. Out of 57 students, 47 were girls. It was like a giant estrogen party and it took me a few days to get used to the over-abundance of hair supplies, make-up, dressy clothes, and high heels. There were a lot of dudes on campus, however, in the form of a men's soccer camp, medical students, and football camp (the football players are all over 6 ft. tall and absolutely huge. Kinda intimidating). I guess since I have so much to say and don't feel like taking the time to construct paragraphs (every part of me except for my fingers is tired. Even my brain), I'll make a gigantic list of things that happened, thoughts, etc.

• I like living in the dorms, but I hate showering in there.

-break for 3 hour nap because I fell asleep and didn't wake back up-

• I went rock climbing for the first time and was able to completely scale one wall and go 3/4 on another before my arms gave out.
• I learned blood spatter analysis (finally!) and while walking back to my dorm analyzed everything on the ground that looked remotely like a drop of blood. I also learned some forensic anthropology, fingerprinting, tire and shoe prints, and how to be an effective leader by balancing my personality matrix.
• My friend Kelsey attracted some ducks and they started following us back to the bus. Our plan to hide them under our shirts and sneak them back to the dorm didn't pan out.
• We had four dances. And apparently I am a crazy amazing dancer. You should have seen people being like OMG she can dance! But my TA can dance even better. She can do the 2 step (by UNK) and it looks sooo great. She also did the Thriller dance. I aim to emulate her before the summer is over.
• People look at you weird when a giant group of girls (and one boy) walks through a national monument at 9 pm singing Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl".
• People also look at you weird when you walk down the street holding a piece of paper covered in blood spatter.
• Cheerleaders should wear clothes when they go to public places. I get the whole wear sports bras and soffies when you're practicing, but seriously, nobody wants to see your stomachs and your butts while they're eating. And even more seriously, you don't look all that great half naked.
• Cafeteria food sucks.
• I happened to be in the same town as an anime convention on Friday and there were a lot of people dressed up. It was kinda cool.
• Baby thought I died. She told me so when I talked to her on the phone.
• I can do the Cupid Shuffle (easy, yes, but oh so fun)
• I got quite embarrassed the several times that people started talking about how amazing it is that I look so gorgeous without make up and how I can still look gorgeous when I'm dripping sweat. I didn't agree with them about the sweat thing. It was pretty gross.
• My name tag started to grow mold on it a few days in becasue of a misfortunate accident involving a door, a plate, and a cup of orange juice. So the office called me Moldy Name Tag Girl while I was trying to get a new one.
  
• My TA lived in the same town and went to the same school that my grandpa taught at. And it happens to be a town that nobody else has ever heard of with a population of like 10. Coincidence muchh.
  
• I was lead investigator in solving a crime where a guy killed his identical twin brother.
  
• Nobody can say the name Gerald (pronounced Jer-old) twice in a row correctly. I called my victim Gerard for a long time and wrote it on official paperwork. But that's not as bad as Gerlad like some people said. I think Gerlad is a nice name for a dragon or a wizard or a dwarf. I think I might use that in a story.
  

That's the gist of everything. Basically it was a whole ton of fun and I really didn't want to come home. Although I do want to sleep in a real bed and eat food that tastes like food and shower in an actual shower. Besides the lack of those things, I think college will be awesome.

♥ j.j.