Never in my life have i ever thought that there was such thing as "a bad summer". Every summer i always have soo much fun at camp. Now im not going to camp, so, i can already tell the summer is going to be hell. My camp was practically my life. When it was time to go home i would already be excited for the next summer there. Bu now, there is no more camp for me. There is nothing to be excited about now. I kinda just want the summer to be over.
If my parents would let me see some of my camp friends that don't live in toronto i'd probably be a lot happier cause, one of the reasons i loved camp was cause of my friends. Its so unfair! I hate everything thats going on in my life right now. None of my friends at school understand, my sister is the worst person to talk to and i am just so bored all the time.
Yesterday i came back from my school trip for 5 days at a camp called Kilcoo. It reminded me so much of my camp. I dont think i have ever cried so much in 1fucking week. I hate crying too, so the week wasn't all that great. Two weeks before this weekend i was in Washington Dc. and i pretty much fell in love with that place. Once again, i want to be somewhere i'm not. Once again im sad about something else. This always happens to me.
I am gonna put the washinton pictures up now. It was pretty much the best weekend of my life. I can't really avoid not seeing some of these places, because im so in love with travelling but then i have to suffeer the consequences of my return. It's such a pain.
note: not all pictures are in order, theyre arent put into groups of when they happenes soo umm yea...
hold on something fucked up happened with this urghhh