I am Madsexxx

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I miss not having to worry about anything but what I was having for lunch.
I miss banana walking.
I miss getting up before everyone else to write in my journal.
I miss arguing over who had to get the wooden dildo (don't ask).
I miss making up songs about our weather conditions.
I miss the mini-guitar.
I miss smiles from sleeping bags.
I miss smelly boy smell.
I miss Tattoosday.
I miss chewy chipatty, peanut butt and hunn.
I miss packing dry bags.
I miss packing packs.
I miss the stern and I miss the bow.
I miss gunnel-bobbing.
I miss tent talk.
I miss peeing in the woods.
I miss tailwinds and puff clouds.
I miss huge-ass rapids and back-paddling.
I miss napping in a slanty tent.
I miss arguing over the middle spot.
I miss playing GHOST.
I miss playing the bandnamegame.
I miss warm-up.
I miss egyptian war sessions.
I miss Sara's flute songs.
I miss mystery scents.
I miss euchre tourny's.
I miss innapropriate day.
I miss quoting movies I've never seen.
I miss sleeping on rock/muck/sand/dirt.
I miss climbing into the boys tent for cards and smelling like garlic from making dinner.
I miss forbidden hot chocolate (puddin).
I miss me and Jane's 'energy' breaks.
I miss singing South Park with ollie.
I miss "Homossaywhat?" "What WHAT what WHATWHATWHAT?!?!?"
I miss the Blue Sky Blues.
I miss going through a hole sideways in 'pids and getting laughed at and sopping but it's ok, because it's a warm day.
I miss wildlife.
I miss speculating over a boy's affection with one as heartsick as me.
I miss being a sneaky sneak.
I miss the harvest moon.
I miss stars.