Retreat

Before I begin, LiveJournal is desolate, Americanized and just plain overrated. Hence my return to the stupendously all-encompassing Blogspot. I love it here.

So yeah, I got back from retreat yesterday, or as Roman so artfully (and erroneously) put it, lesbian camp. And might I say, it was really, really good. Christianity and obeying God actually weren't the centralities to the camp, nor was intense physical activity (amen to that!) so it would make perfect sense for me to have a fantastic time, in fact, probably the best time I've ever had on a camp. It was truly remarkable how once you send a group of hormonal and volatile 14 - 16 year olds off to a little country town devoid of any internet access, television or major distractions, group cohesion and acceptance is heightened tenfold. Everyone became so much nicer, and this can only be accredited to the marvellous faciliation skills of the teachers involved and the wise words of the guest speakers.

Seriously, I know I must sound like I'm writing this with someone holding a gun to my head shouting "Say the best things you can about retreat or I'll blow your head off" but I am actually not kidding. I've come back with a more indepth understanding of my cohort and myself that I don't think I could obtain anywhere else. In addition to this, I can now say that I've trapped myself in the toilet (thank you to the two people who saved me from further trauma) and jumped on the trampoline in the devious hours of night pretending to be a rocket.... for a mere 10 seconds.

Anyway have a nice day and I'll catchya,

Bethany.