*sigh*
ok so im going to enter another one of these things so i can actually talk about what happened at camp hell. so it started out before we even left because of the huge massive storm that scared the crap out oof me, kylie and steve. then i left my purse in steves car. after mr cox drove all the way back up to church to bring it back to me, we finally got to leave and erica was on my bus being loud and obnoctious as usual and singing annoying songs. when we got to camp i had to hop first and hell i dont een remember what it was. n e ways, the whole week kinda blured together except for tuesday when we were supposed to go on the high ropes but it started raining and we couldnt go. then wednesday we got to go out on the lake in canos or how ever u spell it. (those boats that the indians used). yeah then at night 2 fish came to play but it was gay cause i had to work tech and the band stayed inside when everyone else was outside so like no one was paying attention. on thursday omg this was the best day of the week. we were practicing for the dances that were later that day and i fell (on purpose) but there was a cooler thing behind me and it had a large chunck of plastic sticking out of the side and i hit my head on it. it was great there was blood and everything but i was aiming for stiches which i didnt get. lol *sigh* then we had another chance to do the high ropes but the helmet hit my head right on top of my cut so i couldnt do it n e ways which sucked balls. then that night, everyone... well not everyone but a lot of the high schoolers decided to drink and get in tons of trouble so yeah that was hell. and now im back home getting ready to leave again for a, lets call it "a very interesting" weekend. woooo. cant wait........not. well im gonna catch some shut eye ~night~