The Longest Day Ever

Today started with scheduled presence in the laundry room at 8:30 am, yay! The experience was made significantly better by a conversation I had with the girl who was excited I was leading her activity the other day, though. It went something like this:

Me: What class are you taking?
Her: Etymologies.
Me: Wow, that's the same class I took when I went here. That means your RA is Susy Q, right?
Her: nods
Me: She's pretty nice, you must like having her as your RA.
Her: She's okay, but you're my favorite!

Awwww...

Today's afternoon activity was Casino/Carnival Day. There were a bunch of stations the kids could go to to earn "money" for the auction tonight, but since each RA had been given a stack of discretionary funds and the kids were aware of this fact they basically spent the whole time running around doing things for the RAs. Some RAs paid groups of kids to do things like run around and yell "Bobby is the best! Bobby is the best!" I, however, was modest and settled for a simple tattoo, some nice face paint for my girls, and your basic rap song.

After a hurried dinner of questionable meat substance, it was time for the Talent Show/Auction! Usually these are two separate events, but since tomorrow is the World Cup finals they decided to combine the two into one night of ridiculousness. There were half hour blocks of talent acts broken up by fifteen minute intervals of halls bidding (with the money they earned this afternoon) on prizes like half an hour later lights out, an ice cream party with the RA of their choice, or an hour of internet time. My girls were really cute, whenever a prize like "switch RAs for a day" or "pie your RA in the face" came up they got really offended and refused to bid. We ended up winning a popcorn party hosted by one of the guy RAs, but only because my girls didn't have enough money for "Pick an RA for your RA to dance with at the last dance."

The talent show portion of the evening was really...varied. On one side of the spectrum there was kids in full recital wear performing concertos on violins and pianos, and on the other was a kid in blue jeans reciting 100 digits of pi. My girls sang "A Whole New World" from Aladdin, and although we couldn't muster up costumes there was some very nice interpretive dancing from my brother RA and me. We basically frolicked, pirouetted, and lept across the stage, then for a grand finale we held pinkies and re-created our heart from last night. It was really silly, but the kids loved it and that's what we were going for. Part of me wishes it had been recorded, but most of me is glad it wasn't...

While bidding on RAs and artistically twirling with faux beaus was fun, combining the auction and talent show into one evening had the unfortunate consequence of making the whole extravaganza go an hour over time. And for perhaps the first and last time in CTY history, Saturday curfew was moved back half an hour til 11:30. The kids were ecstatic, but since scheduled presence still starts bright and early tomorrow morning the RAs were somewhat less so. Oh well, in three days it's my day off and I can sleep for 24 hours.

I just realized that tomorrow is not Monday like I thought it was. Damn.

CIMRs: O!
Thought: I am finer than fine.