Apr 12, 2003 16:35
Hmm, what a shitty 3 days it has been. 22 activities, 22 different crappy places to visit, each took forever to do, each busride took forever, cramped, smelly, uncomfortable. Then my left earphone broke for my walkman. Then I got a cold. Then claire and I had a fight. Several fights. Of which were vaguely childish and fueled by fatigue.
The first thing I did when I got in the car when mum picked me up was cry. She was like, what's wrong? And I wailed 'I'm tiiired and have so much work waaa' like a big sook =3 But I'm floored, and have a lot of work that I don't have the time for. Or the energy.
The camp was sprinkled with some laughter. As well as crappy vegetarian lasagne, weird rubbery fish and shonky sandwiches.
Quotes of the camp:
*pokes claire in the side* AHHA! Made your adrenal glands secrete adrenaline!
CHRIST my nipples could poke through flywire!
That's my titty. (Camp was very much breast oriented..)
I guess they're all personal jokes.. when I was sleeping, pam's bra was hung on the end of her bed, the moonlight was shining on it, and from where I lay it looked like buzz lightyear. That was amusing for awhile. Oh, and claire and I decided that it would be awesome if you could erase people if they annoyed you, and redraw them. Then we proceeded to 'draw' each other. Claire turned out like a yeti woman, and I turned out like the michilan tyre guy. I will scan those pictures one day.
At least I'm getting rice for tea =3 and the weather is glorious. There were spectacular thunderstorms in Harvey. Forked lightning painted the sky purple, the heavens opened, and it rained. It rained so hard that the window in amber's dorm shattered completely, to dust. They had to stay with us... 14 people in an 8 person dorm. Heehee.
I'm hungry. Feed me.
// Waiting // Watching the clock it's four o'clock its got to stop // tell me // take no more // she practices her speech as he opens the door // she rolls over // pretends to sleep as he looks her over //