Yes, that’s right, I’m back. Even though it’s only been 3 days, I want to make it seem as if I’ve been gone for months. As you know, I went to the EOEC trip in Otobicoke, Ontario. These days were focused on teamwork and trust; but mainly to get along with your acquaintances. I have learned a lot from this trip but I have also known a lot too; I can just improve on them.
I woke up at 6:30 in the morning on Monday and expected to be all ready to go and on time too. I thought that I would get a drive to school by 8:20 (because we are supposed to meet up by 8:30). Nothing went as planned. Yes, I was very ready but my parents weren’t. My mom said she wouldn’t drop me off because she wanted my dad to drop me off. My dad was too lazy to wake up so I just expected my mom to drop me off by 8:20 knowing that my dad would not respond.
She stuck to her word and wouldn’t drop me off. I begged my mom, for it was already 8:21. I started to panic. I didn’t want to be the one that didn’t go on the trip due to coming in too late. I would get my money back, but this would be really humiliating, not that my peers go to that extent of harassment. I ended up freaking out like a psychotic person and started to beg my dad to the point that I was so pissed. My dad gave in by 8:27 because he knew that I was in a very bad state and he just doesn’t like seeing me like that.
The only problem was that I live in a tall condo-building and the elevator goes all the way to the top floor then collects the people. By the time they reach floor 3, the elevator is completely full, so I would have to wait for another elevator. This consumes a lot of time! I can’t go down the stairs either because I have a huge trash bag and duffel that I would have to carry down.
We waited for the elevator for 2 minutes or so and it arrived. It was completely full so we had to let it go. The rest of time I just complained to my dad about how he should have woken up when I told him. Then the next elevator arrived but it was moderately full. I knew I had to go in or my chances would be toast. We finally arrived to the basement floor and I charged to the car. I went inside, only starring at the clock. That’s the only thing I payed attention to because I knew that I didn’t want to get late.
I had a pretty bad attitude on our ride to the school because the whole time I said, ‘I’m not going to make it’; ‘I just want to go home now’; ‘BLAH!’, and other stuff like that.
It was already 8:30 and I was just paralyzed. We finally got to the school, where I had a huge burst of relief because I saw my peers with their suitcases and other stuff. I got out as soon as I got my chance and headed for the trunk, waiting for my dad to open it. Nothing happened. I waited while I freaked out. After 1 minute of nothing happening and me raging at my dad, the trunk opened and I grabbed my duffel and trash bag *which contained bedding*. I ended up walking to school with a suitcase, a trash bag, and a poker face. It was very sad but very normal to the point where I forgot all that happened just a few minutes ago. That’s the best thing about my classmates: their randomness, awesomeness, and silliness just makes everything seem okay.
We then entered the bus with the luggage in the back of the bus, since it was just an ordinary school bus, and we headed off to Otobicoke, which took 1-ish hours.
In conclusion, we did a lot of trust activities and had a lot of free time in the “Common Room”. I also got more comfortable around the people in my class including both girls and boys, especially because these traits are really important in the future when looking for a job. Since we went at Halloween, they did try to scare us. I guess they did a pretty good job in the corn maze. ….It was nice.