July 24th
a third day of me being my usualy jerk-ass self with foreigners and the religious
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Well, today by far was the most interesting day so far. It started off with me being smart. Since the night before I got the worst sleep of my life, i decided it would be a good idea to bring a sleeping bag and pillows and my mom also gave me this mat thing that you put under your sleeping bag, that turned out to be very useful. I was going to get my mom to give me a ride to school since I had all this crap to bring, But Boyle showed up with Lauren and checo so I got a ride off of them. Well it was pretty hard to cram my crap in the trunk, since everyone else had the same idea of bringing a sleeping bag and stuff, plus there was also a chunk of a telephone pole in there, a trophy from one of Boyle's many collisions.
Well we got to school around 9, and had a meeting at 9:15 just to talk about whatever problems we had before and any news. Well, my main concern was that they fixed those stupid fucking bells, and turned that light off, which they did. But there was some news too. Apparently we lost a pilgrim in Toronto that day. I think her name was Louise, i can't remember, but they ended up finding her at Kipling station at about 12:30 that night, and someone had to go pick her up.
After the meeting we just sat around and waited for the pilgrims to come back at 10:15. They got back, we cheered and crap and danced for no reason, then headed back inside. The belgians were all tired because they got no sleep the night before and had to wake up at 5:30, so they wanted to go to sleep early at 11:00 instead of 11:30. Well, all the lights went off at eleven, and everyone was confused because no one was ready for bed. I just laughed, cuz I had a flashlight and I wasn't tired anyways. Through all the confusion, the lights got turned back on some how, and everything was better, but I didn't pay attention to anything because a bunch of us were playing frisbee in the Cafetorium (Half cafeteria, Half auditorium). After a while, I decided to go lie in bed for a while. Lauren decided to come with me, even though we aren't sleep anywhere but our own beds and crap. So me a Lauren had a nice chat in my bed for a few hours, with some reminiscing and crap, then Lauren talked with Boyle for a while, then decided to go to bed. Steph was incredibly tired cuz she didnt get any sleep the night before and she had to work all day, so she went to sleep at 11:30 with everyone else.
Well after lying in bed for a few hours trying to sleep, I realized I was wide awake. I got up and went to the staff lounge and had a can of really bad ginger ale and read the paper with the security guards for a while. Everything was about to suddenly become very interesting. At about 2:00 am, one of the security guards comes up to me and says "Do you know Jason Boyle?", and i say "Yah, I sleep next to him". After a brief discussion, I learn that the police stopped by to let us know that Boyle's girlfriend, Christel didn't come home from summer school that day. They wanted me to wake up boyle and tell him that the security guards wanted to talk to him about it and crap. So I wake him up and the guards talk to him, and they want to know where Christel is. He says he doesn't know, and that she's probably at Squally's house. There isn't much else to the conversation then that.
Boyle figures the cops are going to go to squally's after that, which would not be a good thing. In Squally's house, there are 43 stolen traffic signs (one says "no dumping" in the bathroom) as well as a working traffic light, and not the most legal things in the world. Theres also about a dozen people at Squally's, several of them friends of mine, and they've all been drinking and smoking and crap all night, so they were all gonna get booked if the cops went there.
Boyle also tells me the story of his girlfriend. He says "I'm dating a fucking convict. I've only been going out with her for four days. Fuck, I've only known her a week." or something like that anyways. Here's how boyle met Christel. Christel stole his car at squally's and drove it around in his paintball field, before she crashed into a pile of wood. I get a good laugh out of all of this. Boyle attempts to call Squally's house to tell them to hide everything, but he can't remember the phone number. It's now about 3:00 am, and I consider waking up Lauren, cuz I knew she'd enjoy watching Boyle panic. I decide against it, and me and boyle both decide to go to sleep.
I fell asleep at about 4:00 i think, and a security guard woke me up at 5:00. All the fire wardens had a meeting again in the staff room, just discussing what we had to do that day. There was nothing to it really, just wake up the Belgians at 5:30, and the Kitchener and Swedish pilgrims at 6:00. So we wake them up and they all leave and stuff, and me and Lauren decide to go sleep in my bed, because its the most comfortable cuz i brought the most stuff. At about 7:00, one of the women organizing the event walks in to find me a Lauren in the same bed, and isn't too happy. We both moan and complain, and Lauren has to go sleep somewhere else. She rolls over into Boyle's bed, cuz Boyle was... I don't know. Somewhere else.
Summer school starts, and Lauren wants a smoke, and Boyle wants to see if Christel shows up, so we all head out to the smoke pit and wait around for a while. Eventually Christel shows up, and Boyle heads over to talk to her. Well it turns out that Christel was at the hospital all night, for reasons which are very amusing, but i'm not gonna talk about. From this point on I have to leave out a lot of details. Actually I probably shouldn't say anything. There was a Rapist investigator, running away from the cops twice, denting a car door in panic, shooting a gnomes face off, Boyle waiting to a guy to wake up and beat him up, eating at McDonalds with very slow service, along with more crap I shouldn't mention due to the nature of it. But it was great. And The whole time I was just watching what happened, it had nothing to do with me.
Before most of the crazy stuff happened, we went to Lauren's house, cuz Lauren wanted to take a shower. When we got there, her family was getting ready to head down to Canada's Wonderland. Her little brother Troy seemed to love driving cars over me and hitting me with little plastic axes while I tried to sleep on the floor. Lauren had to clean her room too, so i convinced her to clean her bed off first so i could sleep on it. I slept on her bed for about three hours, and Boyle slept on the couch and Lauren did... i don't know what the hell she did. I was asleep. But after three hours, she woke me up cuz she wanted to go out, but i was tired and i managed to convince her to come to sleep. So for the third time in this short period, me and Lauren are in the same bed again. Well we sleep for a while, and I get up and look for something to drink. Boyle's awake and watching crap on TV (later he mentions he saw our pilgrims on CBC) and I can't find anything at all to drink. I settle for just eating a freezie instead (it was purple!). Boyle says he's gonna go home for a minute to do something, and he drives off. So after eating the freezie, i go back to sleep, and Lauren only wakes up because i jumped on top of her. She falls back asleep after a minute, and i go to sleep too. We both wake up about an hour later, and Boyle isn't there. Christel calls after a while looking for Boyle cuz she got kicked out of her house (has something to do with the police chases and stuff but I won't go into that) but he's not there, so I eat some eggos. Well eating eggos has nothing to do with her calling, but I still ate some eggos. And I got syrup all over my pants. Well me and Lauren sit around for a while with nothing to do, and i try to work her pump-organ unsuccessfully, then Boyle comes back with a pile of money. $755 or something like that. He said it was because he owed his parents a bunch of money for car repairs. After that, we headed out to McDonalds. Apparently McDonalds doesnt take debit. So we head to the bank. Then we head to McDonalds again. There was this girl in line that had really, really ugly pants. They were made to look like they were all torn or something, but they were just strips of different shades of blue demin stitched together, and it looked stupid. Anyways, so we buy some food, and we eat it. I can't really remember anything that happened after that except when we got back to the school at about 8:45 that night, we took apart the door on Boyle's car because the window fell off the track, then fixed it and put it back together in five minutes flat. I was surprised. But then that was all for that day.