Volunteering

A couple years ago I went to an American Girl class where, once a week over the summer, I met at a nature center with other girls my own age and some counselors and we did fun like crafts and activities and stuff based on a certain American Girl. My favorite was Felicity especially because we got to go horse back riding. And my favorite part each year was always the creek walks. One year we did archery and another year we did knitting and crocheting.

Well last year or the year before, I volunteered to help out at the AG camp. They were doing Addy at the time and we all got to dress up and everything. It was fun.
This year, myself and other girl (also named Emily) are volunteering for Kaya. This time its two weeks, one week per group. We get t-shirts and fancy name tags.
I think it'll be loads of fun. Kaya is a Native American Indian girl so we'll be making things like medicine bags and dream catchers. There will be *two* hikes involving creek walking (=D) and a canoe trip one day. And one day we're spending the night at a barn and riding ponies. :P (I guess ponies are supposed to be safer than horses?)
So it starts this monday and I signed up for two weeks. This saturday there's a pow wow and the AG people are going to get special treatment and we'll get to hang out with the dancers and stuff. I made sure i can bring my camera :P
I think it'll be great but i think the ladies in charge are expecting the worst ;) I dont think they've ever done this before though.

So we went to the store to get me some water shoes since obviously i'm going to need them.
It took me a total of three minutes to find the style i liked, in my size, try them on and go back to my mom with the shoes in hand. (they pwn btw)
One of the counselors suggested bringing a hat. I was wary about this from the beginning. I have a big head and i'm picky, not a good combination. So I found the measely hat rack and looked over the hats. Not impressed. I thought a cowboy style hat would be cute but they just look retarded on me. so i walked away frustrated because the hats were either: too big, too small, made my ears stick out, or felt like it was gonna fall off.
So i gave up. And we all know how much i LOVE Walmart!!!!!
After the frustrating affair with the hats I started getting those evil violent thoughts that often come to one when walking in that store.
One particular event was a tall black woman with stomach rolls, falling out of her little tube top and mini skirt. I was watching especially the way she walked in her high heels. her feet would practically fall off of the shoes as she clunked along. I was imagining her tripping and falling and taking down half an aisle with her.

But anyways. I ditched the hat idea. Im thinking about not parting my hair for once,
and then just putting my hair in a pony tail and trying on my old hat that i got a long time ago from a friend because i LOVED that hat so much he gave me his favorite hat. I havent worn it since my head got so big or i got so picky. or something. So hopefully it'll work. if not, hopefully i wont be miserable. Im sposed to be the cool counselor. :P