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HAHAHA I'm updating ... on a mac. I feel dirty.
This is like school, except its summer camp and I'm still wasting time checking my livejournal, and updating like the blog wh0re that I am.
so yeah, Friday night/Saturday morning, I was in the hospital. That was NOT fun. I have a deadly allergy. Go figure!
The stupid heart monitor stickies that the ambulence puts on you hurt like a mother to get off... and the stupid adhesive residue is REFUSING to come off. Silly glue. I've still got pains in my muscles from the fun exercise of shock. Must go, bye.
ETA: I'm back. So, Bj's explaining mac for dummies. It's funny that I'm in this course again, becaue it was one of the first courses I took as a PSAian... oh the times. Old HTMl... oh hell no. I like my lovely lisa explains it all when I touch my craptastic geocities... or I can just trust in livejournal's infinate wisdom *rolls eyes* and snitch code from my friends.
This is officially fun. I don't have to pay attention anymore! AND I get free food. It's like... the PSA experience minus the living with 5 people and the paying 2,000 dollars thing. Fun times man.
This has rekindled all of my favourite memories... and I can't wait until next year, when I can work and have fun. My counselors are Peter and Lindsey. ... XDDD I got to balance a cup on my head to get the attenion of the kidies, and to see who would have to take up the dishes. I rule at the balencingness. Things have changed, sadly. There is no more freeze, where you can decorate your campers with food... T_T. and so many of the old counselors are gone... it's so weird to be in charge of a whole bunch kids, when all I want to do is have fun like I used to. This is a massively long and useless entry... maybe I'll privatize it like I do most of my entries...
Missing you erica, SMOOCHIES!
*has had only 3 hours sleep. Is. Very. Tired.*
♥ Morri
This is like school, except its summer camp and I'm still wasting time checking my livejournal, and updating like the blog wh0re that I am.
so yeah, Friday night/Saturday morning, I was in the hospital. That was NOT fun. I have a deadly allergy. Go figure!
The stupid heart monitor stickies that the ambulence puts on you hurt like a mother to get off... and the stupid adhesive residue is REFUSING to come off. Silly glue. I've still got pains in my muscles from the fun exercise of shock. Must go, bye.
ETA: I'm back. So, Bj's explaining mac for dummies. It's funny that I'm in this course again, becaue it was one of the first courses I took as a PSAian... oh the times. Old HTMl... oh hell no. I like my lovely lisa explains it all when I touch my craptastic geocities... or I can just trust in livejournal's infinate wisdom *rolls eyes* and snitch code from my friends.
This is officially fun. I don't have to pay attention anymore! AND I get free food. It's like... the PSA experience minus the living with 5 people and the paying 2,000 dollars thing. Fun times man.
This has rekindled all of my favourite memories... and I can't wait until next year, when I can work and have fun. My counselors are Peter and Lindsey. ... XDDD I got to balance a cup on my head to get the attenion of the kidies, and to see who would have to take up the dishes. I rule at the balencingness. Things have changed, sadly. There is no more freeze, where you can decorate your campers with food... T_T. and so many of the old counselors are gone... it's so weird to be in charge of a whole bunch kids, when all I want to do is have fun like I used to. This is a massively long and useless entry... maybe I'll privatize it like I do most of my entries...
Missing you erica, SMOOCHIES!
*has had only 3 hours sleep. Is. Very. Tired.*
♥ Morri