I guess after our awesome mass dancing (and encore) during the campfire, it kinda gets imprinted into your mind. But I don't mind, 'cause it sounds good.
So yeah, orientation '11 is officially over, and everybody's going to be extremely pooped tomorrow if we don't get enough rest (and that's why we're thankful school starts late tomorrow).
Been a tiring few days, definitely. It's always the first few that go by really slowly. Afterwards, it kind of flies by till the holidays (which is a good thing).
They always say time flies when you're enjoying yourself, but it also flies when you're really busy too, so it's hard to conclude whether we spend more time having fun than being busy. I'd like to think that we have fun though.
Kinda sad that we had to have the campfire in the hall though, 'cause of wet weather (which made showering without hot water afterwards even colder).
And since we didn't know what on earth was going on where and when, Michelle and I had to totally compromise our pre-planned for-track camera angles and now our footage is going to be a bit off and shaky.
Our Santa-from-hell chariot made its debut, and looked totally badass 'cause it was pulled along by people wearing bull horns (on fire) and our Santa threw around dynamite from a sack while they went down the aisle. And we were probably the only ones who bothered to come up with an entire dance, so kudos to them.
I now have no idea how the judges are going to choose between an evil Santa from hell, a smoke-emitting dragon (which totally didn't look like it was made from recycled materials, 'cause of the smoke machine), an epic-looking viking ship, and a flying shoe, but I'm totally proud of our flaming Santa.
Besides, it's only two weeks after Christmas.
Okay, proud of Fibo, and I need sleep.
Night.
P.S. Oh, and Year 1 performances were adorable.
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