hey do you wanna watch star trek and then glue our elbows to our knees?
le sigh...
2 months.
1 cabin.
155 campers.
119 meals.
14 campfires.
7 dances.
10 russian phrases.
1 blue tree.
a billion photographs.
the best summer of my life.
i can't believe it is all over. i've never become so close to so many different kinds of people in such a short period of time. i've lived and worked with russians, australians, brits, a south african, college students, and old friends; people who are all different from me in so many ways, yet we all share one big thing in common. it's exhilirating, overwhelming, and indescribable. even though there is so much that remains unchanged about this place every year, i can't help but feel sad to know that this combination of people and situations that has made a difference in so many lives will never be recreated. it's just unreal to think that i will never see some of these people again in my life; some of the people who have been my best friends this summer. camp always makes me think so much about life for some reason. it scares me sometimes. all i can decide on is that i am thankful. so thankful.
i suppose i wont have too much time to feel sorry for myself, though, as i am leaving for philadelphia tomorrow. just my luck that my college visit (university of the arts) falls smack dab on the night of the first production meeting for The Lark. i am doing a costume internship, by the by, and i am stoked. i hope they do not think i am a deadbeat. but they just told me today, which is shitty. im also visiting university of michigan and ccm, and going on the liberty trip, unless I have to cancel some of that for the internship. as long as i dont have to cancel liberty, i will feel okay.
happy birthday, sarah schneider. i love you.
no fruit golf, dizzy broom, gold bond, ice cream, leftover pizza, or campfires for me tonight.
i need some sleep.
peace.
2 months.
1 cabin.
155 campers.
119 meals.
14 campfires.
7 dances.
10 russian phrases.
1 blue tree.
a billion photographs.
the best summer of my life.
i can't believe it is all over. i've never become so close to so many different kinds of people in such a short period of time. i've lived and worked with russians, australians, brits, a south african, college students, and old friends; people who are all different from me in so many ways, yet we all share one big thing in common. it's exhilirating, overwhelming, and indescribable. even though there is so much that remains unchanged about this place every year, i can't help but feel sad to know that this combination of people and situations that has made a difference in so many lives will never be recreated. it's just unreal to think that i will never see some of these people again in my life; some of the people who have been my best friends this summer. camp always makes me think so much about life for some reason. it scares me sometimes. all i can decide on is that i am thankful. so thankful.
i suppose i wont have too much time to feel sorry for myself, though, as i am leaving for philadelphia tomorrow. just my luck that my college visit (university of the arts) falls smack dab on the night of the first production meeting for The Lark. i am doing a costume internship, by the by, and i am stoked. i hope they do not think i am a deadbeat. but they just told me today, which is shitty. im also visiting university of michigan and ccm, and going on the liberty trip, unless I have to cancel some of that for the internship. as long as i dont have to cancel liberty, i will feel okay.
happy birthday, sarah schneider. i love you.
no fruit golf, dizzy broom, gold bond, ice cream, leftover pizza, or campfires for me tonight.
i need some sleep.
peace.