CTY

Just like any other summer camp, CTY has its own traditions...not just nerdiness. And by the way, this year wasn't all that nerdy. The majority of what we learned was all covered in 7th grade science, which I find very sad. The only things we did actually LEARN were about cancer, the lymphatic system, and the ear. The lectures were immensely boring (most of them) and I found myself struggling to stay awake during many of them, which included literally holding my eyes open.

One of the major traditions of CTY is Blammo. Blammo is a game where each person is assigned another person to stalk (as in the word "stalker"). Everyone gets a spoon, and you have to always be holding on to that spoon with a conscious muscle: either holding it in your mouth, elbow, hand, armpit, knee, toe, or other conscious muscle. The goal of the game is to go up to the person you are stalking and tap them with your spoon. So, if I were stalking Jill, then my goal would to find her without her spoon in one of the conscious muscles and tap her with my own spoon. When I do so, I must yell Blammo!, at which time she loses the game and must tell me who she is stalking, and I am now stalking them.

Whoops! I lost the game. The game is another tradition. If you think about the game, you loose and must shout "I lost the game!". Since I mentioned it in the above paragraph (I bolded it), I thought about it, so I lost the game. Since I shouted it, everyone around me will hear it and start thinking about it, so now they have to shout that. It was funny in CTY because people would say "I lost the game" in the middle of class.

Just dance, gonna be okay! Ever heard that song? This isn't a tradition, but something that happened during one of the many dissections we did in my class (this one was a dissection of a chicken leg). I had a piece of the leg on the end of my tweezers, and my partner for that particular dissection starts singing "Just eat it, gonna be okay"! I was ready to gag him and fall off my chair laughing at the same time.

Some other dissections we did were: Cow's eye (AGAIN!!!!!!!!:X), sheep heart, sheep brain, and the fetal pig (dun dun dun...)
The fetal pig was disgusting because it was so adorable. It looked like it was sleeping, and next thing you know, we were cutting it open and looking at its intestines. How inhumane. Not to mention its nose was bleeding...
But at least our pig wasn't in the middle of excreting its metabolic waste (that means exactly what you think it means). The group next to ours could push certain places on their pig and certain green, gooey liquids would come out. It was...gross.

Boom-boom-pow was one of the most popular songs at CTY. I need to finish my Honors Biology randomness so g2g.