Just Let Me Sleep!

I got back from EFY a week ago and I have to say the experience was not what I had expected. I want to say it was fun, but I don't think I got the most out of things. It was basically a week long of church only they make you talk to boys the entire time. They expect us to meet new people right, but since the stupid swine flu we weren't allowed to hook arms when the boys escorted us. Only, we WERE allowed to slow dance. I see they're trying to limit the amount of contact but still....when they escorted us we had to hold each other's lanyards. I felt like a dog on a leash.
Also, my friend SJa is roughly six months younger than me and so she made me be in her group, out of fear she'd be all alone. So here I am, supposed to be in the older group, and I'm stuck with all these lacross-playing boys who keep exclaiming they're gonna be freshmen next year....and I keep telling them I'll be a junior. As you can probably imagine I didn't quite hook up with any of them seeing as I wouldn't have let them.
Thirdly the counselors were amazing, yes, but they never give you rest. Basically my schedule was
>wake up at 5 am and shower/ get ready until 7am devotional.
>eat breakfast
> escorting to some sort of morningside devotional
>classes classes classes classes until lunch
> classes classes classes classes until free time
> one hour free time where I make up the lack of sleep i received from the night previous.
> Dinner
> more company riff raff
> night time devotional
>sleep around 12am


Now that's the revised version, really I should throw in about thirty more prayers to that day, some guilt-tripping lessons, a few field games, and about an hour of random time where you're supposed to be learning but you're stuck waiting outside in the cold holding onto some unibrowed boy's lanyard talking about lacrosse.

The very last night, friday, I was so excited to go home that I had a nightmare that they wouldn't let us go to bed. I actually dreamt that I wanted to only go to bed but they kept making up activities for us to do and I was like "It's three in the morning and I have to get up at five tomorrow! Just let us go to bed now!"

That's truly how I felt. Evey day there'd be some new activity for us to do with some ridiculous name, and we had to go to it. Friday night there was a dance, and you'd think since it was the last night it'd be amazing, but it was so lame. It was only an hour and they never told us that for like three hours afterwards we'd be looking at a slideshow and have yet another devotional...then after that devotional was done we had this really intense second devotional within our companies that left everybody but me crying. Then as we were about to leave the "dance" at around 10:30pm, they got our entire company into a cinnabon goodbye hug where we all roll into a giant hug. I lost my shoe in the very beginning and nobody would let go for the longest time. Then there was sobbing goodbyes and everybody hugs everybody.

That was my EFY experience although there were a few other things but this is just the overall aura of it all. Not to mention they overfed us and many times I'd skip dunner or lunch because I'd still be hecka full from the previous meal.