so my friend ima lemon and i are in this club here at school. i'll refrain from calling it by it's full name and just shortening it to c club. i don't really like saying the acronym for it because everytime i say it people ask me to explain what it means and i really just don't know. but i was kinda roped into this my freshmen year and here i am, still a member. my section leader freshmen year really wanted me to come to a c club meeting because she was going to be graduating and wanted to make sure that the club would be able to continue after she had graduated. what about the juniors in the club? the only one that was a good member was moving to california after the year ended so i guess they were getting desperate. ima lemon and i were elected to co-presidents for our sophomore year, meaning we were going to be running the show.
we didn't really have any idea as to how to run a club and kinda did a lot of nothing while figuring it out. we got the main goals of the club accomplished but it wasn't easy and definitely didn't run very smoothly. everything got done very last minute and wasn't always all that organized. the number of members is never very high and our enthusiam isn't either. but we still come back, week after week because we feel obligated to. we don't want to be the ones that let the club die.
our teacher advisor, leader, or whatever she's called, has a heart of gold. but at the same time, she's kinda scary. ima lemon and i are often scared that she's going to be extremely mad when we tell her that we won't be able to make it to various club functions. i'll finish this later.
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