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So, the countdown is on...I have to be back at Regis for RA training tonight by 4:30. I am still washing clothes, and I still haven't really unpacked from camp. It seems so weird going back to school, or going back to anything that isn't camp. I've lived there for the summer, and I can honestly, without any hesitation say that this summer was the best summer of my life. I feel like I just left the workshop, but on a totally higher level. I met so many amazing people, had experiences I never thought I would have (or have again!), pushed my physical, emotional and practical limits and threw everything I knew out the window to live in a wooden cabin with two co-councilors and eleven girls. (Talk about NO privacy!) But honestly, everything about this experience was amazing. I loved every minute, even the times I thought I would look back and hate, I don't remember because the wonder overshadows it. It sounds strange, but this has made me beautiful. I realize that I am the same person I was going into it, but I have grown so much, and felt so much love from other people and given so much love from my heart, that there is nothing else for me to feel except beauty, because, as Rachel says: "You're back, the Liz I knew years ago, is back."
So now I'm ready to student teach and really begin to share my beauty with the world. However, I still want to go back to camp. I miss people so much, and although I can successfully say that I have gotten pictures of everyone at camp, it's not enough. I want to hold them in my arms, and tell them again just how much I love them. What was great is that when I told people I loved them, they told me that they loved me as well. This was my summer of love (and a little lust!)

There will probably be many more entries about how much I miss camp.