A couple weeks ago, my school's junior class went on our retreat to Bar-T Ranch over in Gaithersburg. 
When we got there, we went to a barn, ate lunch, and went to yurts, where we would be sleeping. The girls took one yurt, us boys took another yurt, and Patrick and Christina, the teachers who came with us, each got their own yurts. An important thing to note here is that "yurt" is an exceptionally fun word to say. Yurt. Yurt. Yurt.
For  those of you who don't know, a yurt is like a big, structured tent. In our yurt, there were several bunk beds, and like any sane person, I took the top bunk.

Hey everyone, sorry I haven't posted in a while. By now, I'm around a month into the school year, and man, junior year is difficult.
Buuuut before I get into that, I gotta tell you about the totally rad stuff that happened over the summer. I meant to make individual posts, but I'm too good at procrastinating, so I'll give you a big recap now.