Today I went back to Fairmont Private Schools for the purposes of helping them with their subsequent field trip.
They went to the beach, quite frankly the filthiest place in the world. At Corona Del Mar, I felt the immediate urge to take a shower. It was still fun running into some of the old kids (I said Ni Hao about a billion times), many of whose names I chose to forget.
It was fun seeing friends, my favorite boss, and my favorite sorostitutes again as well. I told them I found an internship for them at the red light district in Amsterdam.
Anyway, I was happy to help out for a bit even if it made me largely nostalgic for my summer camp experiences. No regrets obviously. I owe much of my life experiences to Fairmont since I worked there for four summers. I couldn’t get much gossip today but I’ll have more chances in the future.
