Three days of orientation at AJC... Intense. Really. I was really tired after the first day. Really tired after the second day. Really tired now, after the third.
But you know, it was helluva fun. Once people stopped being so shy and disabled their inhibitor chips, we all got along and did... Stuff. There was a lot of cheering and dancing... You know the routine.
After speaking with Shaun and Daniel... I feel quite lucky. I mean, according to Shaun, the CJ games involved mud and water and some rather gross things to touch. SRJC's orientation seemed to be really boring and had way too many talks. Plus they're six and eight days long respectively. Compared to that, AJC's 3-day campaign seemed really short.
Interestingly enough, I made a discovery... I've got moves.
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Yeah, that's right. I can dance. Lol. It's really a huge surprise to me, too. I mean, somehow, I just managed to get moving and actually felt pretty good about myself. And it didn't hurt when my dance partner mentioned that I was good at it. Twice. Woot.
In my rush to get up the stage for phototaking, I wanged my knee on it and I only noticed the blood when I got home to my bathroom. So I must have been bleeding all over the girls' shirts when we stood behind them. Oh well. Will just have to wait for them to send us the photo.
-Joe