Feb 13, 2006 16:11
I had my interview last night with the Alicia, one of the directors of camp. And the outcome is nothing I didn't expect. This is the camp that I've been going to for years, and this year, I'll be a counselor. Well, correction, I'll be a unit counselor. So I won't have a bunk of girls of my own but I'll help out with the unit I'm assigned to and be like and extra almost. I'm kind of bummed out, because I really would like to have a bunk of my own, and have girls of my own and get to know them all well instead of having the whole unit of girls. I mean it was my own damn fault, I waited too long to turn in my application and all the counselor spots had already been filled. So I'm kind of dissapointed, kind of excited. Like I'll have less responsibility, and possibily more fun, and it'll be a good learning expeierence for seeing how to be a good counselor. I don't know, it'll be fine. And I'll have fun, and I"ll make the most of it, and it'll be fine.
I want to be a luger(sp?) It's the only sport where it's good to be fat because it adds wieght and makes you go faster. But I should probably know how to spell it first.