Food, Mini-Golf, and Food

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I’m sitting in front of the computer here trying to think about how to start today’s entry. My mind’s drawing a blank as to how to begin – and I suppose it doesn’t help that I’m listening to one of my favourite songs, Paperthin Hymn by Anberlin. I’m slowly starting to become addicted to Anberlin, Dead Poetic, and a bit of Emery. Anyways, now that I’ve made a horrible introduction, I might as well just end this pointless paragraph and get right into describing last night and this morning.

Last night was fun. Mr. G took all three graduates out for dinner, as he does every year. We headed up to Elmira or St. Jacobs or something, and stopped in at Crossroads Restaurant. After about a half hour wait, we got in. I must say, it was worth the wait. We had the buffet, and it was amazing. There were sausages and sauerkraut, chicken, mashed potatoes, steamed baby carrots, various salads, a vegetable and rice stirfry, plus so much else. It was awesome – the food was delicious. I had about two-and-a-half platefuls, plus dessert on top of that. The desserts there were amazing as well – they had a whole bunch of various pies and cakes, as well as ice cream and apple dumplings and such. I had this pumpkin pie with whip cream on top, and it was delicious. Not just delicious – delicious. So anyways, we had a good time eating and talking there, and then after stuffing our faces, we headed over to mini-golf.

I must say, this was one of the best mini-golf courses I’ve ever seen. They had built it on a hill, so there were lots of crazy slopes and stuff. Plus, it wasn’t as beat up as a lot of mini-golf courses are, where your ball gets stuck in the rut where everyone putts from and then starts bouncing or something. This was an awesome course, and I got second place I think. I could have beat Mr. G, but one hole really screwed me up – it just didn’t like me, and that caused me not to like it either. Anyways, we had a lot of fun, whatever the score.

The ride home was pretty cool as well. On the way up, Lana and I had been talking about movies and stuff. On the way home, though, we started talking about the year, and Lana asked Mr. G where he thought we had grown the most. He gave us some answers that I thought were dead-on, and it was really nice hearing that from him. I mean, I’ve known the guy for four years, and although I still know he’s my teacher and I’m his student, we’ve gotten pretty close for that type of relationship. I mean, I know I can joke around with him and he won’t get offended or take it the wrong way, and he knows he can do the same with me. It’s really great that I’ve been able to do that, and even better has been the other friendships I’ve formed at the school. No matter what, I know that if I just want to joke around, they’ll be fine with it, and if I really have something serious I need to talk about, that I can talk to them about it. Honestly, I could talk seriously to anyone in the Grade 11 and 12 classroom, and they’d be able to help me out. It’s really awesome how that’s worked out – we’ve grown really close, and I know that we’ll be able to keep a lot of those friendships going even once we split up and go our separate ways.

With that said, I had a really great time last night just spending some time with the other two graduates and the teacher who’s really helped us all grow and mature. I mean, I’ve known Lana since kindergarten (thirteen years ago), and Jon came to CBA with us a few years after that. We’ve known each other for a long time, and although we might not have been as close in the younger grades, we’ve really gotten to know each other well. In a way, we’ve really grown and matured together. I mean, we’ve matured separately, but as one of us has stepped up a bit, the others have looked at that and then made the step up themselves. I know that many times, I’ve looked to Jon and Lana as an example to follow in a certain area, and that’s helped me mature. Based on what they’ve told me as well, I know I’ve done the same for them. So although we’ve grown separately in our own respect, we’ve also helped the others grow at the same time. It’s like the Three Musketeers or something – all for one, and one for all!

This morning wasn’t as fun as last night, but it was still special. My family went out to Angel’s for breakfast in celebration of Father’s Day. We usually do this stuff a day early or a day late to avoid the rush of people who do it on the actual holiday. So, at 9:30 AM this morning, we headed out there for breakfast. We were standing inside the entrance waiting to be seated, and who comes by other than Tara herself, who used to work at Quizno’s when I did. It was strange to see her there; we didn’t get to know each other all that well while we were there, since she left maybe a month after I started, so a simple “Hey” was exchanged, and that was that. I was kind of worried that she’d be serving our table, since that’d just be a tiny bit awkward, but thankfully that wasn’t the case. Anyways, the food there was great, and we had a fairly good time, I suppose. Dad was a little grumpy, but whatever. He’s like that sometimes.

So that’s been how I’ve spent my time, both last night and this morning. I need to study for my Law and World Religions exams that I have on Monday, but I really don’t feel like doing that. I also have a speech to write and a tie to pick out for graduation, and I have to put on my pants so my mom can hem them up for me. I’ve definitely got quite a few things on my mind, and it’s starting to make me grumpy. My dad’s been pressuring me to figure out where I want to apply for a job, but I just haven’t had the time with everything else I have to do. That’s really not a priority right now for me – studying and getting ready for graduation is. It’s getting hectic, so I’ve been forcing myself just to clear out my brain and calm down. Anyways, with that said, I need to go, so I’ll just end this here. Word.

One response to “Food, Mini-Golf, and Food”


My parents are watching tv, I know, I know, Mr G NEVER watches it except for the episodes he meatnions in class), and I randomly would tell him what you said about last night. Oh yes, we have had many serious discussions…what does happen to creamated people at the Rapture? (I will never be able to become an Ammelinialist because of that discussion.) Anyways, I’m glad you had an awesome time last night, and it’s been awesome watching you guys grow. Awww…I’m gonna miss you. Oh! If I can, can I send you a postcard from Scotland? (Yes, I know your family’s Irish and they and the Scotts are bitter enemies.) Anyways, i g2g make more WR study notes. See you Monday.