Rainy morning...
After a great weekend at home I'm back to the wonders of camp. Over the weekend my dear old camp friend forever, Katie, stayed at my house. We spend the weekend frolicking the city streets, buying cheep shoes and vintage skirts, eating amazing food, and drinking margaritas that I've been wanting to try forev'. Friday night we went to John's Pizza with another dear camp friend that I've never spent time with in the city before, so it was an adventure. We had yummy pizza and beer. This made me miss the boyzz! We must party boyzz style with coronas on our return! Saturday involved amazing hot dogs, $3 shoes, and then meeting my ol' pal Peter at Senor Swanky's for some awesome Swank-A-Ritas! Years ago, I was told this place had the best margaritas so it was quite an accomplishment to finally try one! Anyway, we searched the city streets all night for entertainment after seeing all the strange people of the city nights we found ourselves in Starbucks. It was a nice night...Katie and I were up till 4 am and almost died the next morning, kinda pathetic. Sunday included yet more adventures of shopping and a huge attempt to find fake id's. This little escapade was quite a mess. A little birdie told us we could find them at a certain place, however when we looked we found a residential building and did not trust it. We wondering and looked rather lost. A few people asked if we need directions. Just when we were about to give up, a sketchy man walked over to us and started muttering about IDs. He started saying that they had moved and we had to go to some other location but he gave us really fucked up vaige directions. So, yet again we were lost. I got frustrated and kept saying that it was sketchy. I must have said sketchy a dozen times, right up till a weird man started screaming "SLETCHY! omg hahaha Sletchy...that is soo funny. SLETCHY!" We started walking away and he just kept on screaming about how SLETCHY was soo funny. At this point I was wicked pissed and couldn't handle it anymore. I got a Mountain Dew calmed myself down and then Katie and I ran into my old friend Brett! That was exciting. haha but anyway we never found our IDs. Highly disappointing if you ask me. But whatev' maybe another day.
Anyway, that was more or less the adventure of my past weekend. I miss it. I'm now back at camp. I have 7 girls in my suite. It is slightly intense, but they're great girls. I really do love working at camp and being around the kids and staff. My co-counselors are awesome! The oldest kids are great and I miss being their counselors. I love and miss my girls that are now tigers and the cougars are just awesome kids. My girls are amazing too though and I'm sooo happy that I have had the chance to work with them. My "group leader" is ok. She means well and the kids like her, but I feel like she doesn't understand me or any of my co-counselors. Whenever we're trying to deal with a problem as counselors she always has to intrude and take control. whatever. I only have 2.5 weeks left. Kinda sad. I'll miss camp terribly. BUT GUESS WHAT!!!??? This means I'll be heading back to the big wheat!!!! YAY! I miss my wheaties! I have soo much work to do for orientation as a preceptor in the next two weeks! Shit man i'm screwed. I just sent out my letters to the froshes the other day. It felt like a bit of an accomplishment! I was pleased.
Tonight I'm going camping with my kids. This means I get to chill with the co-counselors and my campers. Eat smores! Wake up late. Not much more I could ask for! mmm. What else is there going on. OH the poopex has suddenly decided he should start talking to me. He's IMed me online a few times and confuses the hell out of me. He's a fucking bum and I don't really give a shit whether or not we talk. To be honest I just don’t have anything to say to him. He thinks I should forgive and forget what he said to me. As easy as he may think that is, I personally don't think it's that easy to just forget that somebody called you a slut and bitched at you about your own actions in life. Whatever he's a bum like most the males I end up getting involved with. Other than that camp is great. I heart my friends here and will miss them dearly. One more dance!!! It's gunna be wild! Water Shots all the way!!!!
much love.
ps-blake and i just raided the cougars!!! hellz yeah. we attacked there dorm with "ben can't cook" posters. the moment we see their reactions shall be fantiz'.
Anyway, that was more or less the adventure of my past weekend. I miss it. I'm now back at camp. I have 7 girls in my suite. It is slightly intense, but they're great girls. I really do love working at camp and being around the kids and staff. My co-counselors are awesome! The oldest kids are great and I miss being their counselors. I love and miss my girls that are now tigers and the cougars are just awesome kids. My girls are amazing too though and I'm sooo happy that I have had the chance to work with them. My "group leader" is ok. She means well and the kids like her, but I feel like she doesn't understand me or any of my co-counselors. Whenever we're trying to deal with a problem as counselors she always has to intrude and take control. whatever. I only have 2.5 weeks left. Kinda sad. I'll miss camp terribly. BUT GUESS WHAT!!!??? This means I'll be heading back to the big wheat!!!! YAY! I miss my wheaties! I have soo much work to do for orientation as a preceptor in the next two weeks! Shit man i'm screwed. I just sent out my letters to the froshes the other day. It felt like a bit of an accomplishment! I was pleased.
Tonight I'm going camping with my kids. This means I get to chill with the co-counselors and my campers. Eat smores! Wake up late. Not much more I could ask for! mmm. What else is there going on. OH the poopex has suddenly decided he should start talking to me. He's IMed me online a few times and confuses the hell out of me. He's a fucking bum and I don't really give a shit whether or not we talk. To be honest I just don’t have anything to say to him. He thinks I should forgive and forget what he said to me. As easy as he may think that is, I personally don't think it's that easy to just forget that somebody called you a slut and bitched at you about your own actions in life. Whatever he's a bum like most the males I end up getting involved with. Other than that camp is great. I heart my friends here and will miss them dearly. One more dance!!! It's gunna be wild! Water Shots all the way!!!!
much love.
ps-blake and i just raided the cougars!!! hellz yeah. we attacked there dorm with "ben can't cook" posters. the moment we see their reactions shall be fantiz'.