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I don't think I've fully comprehended yet that there will be no camp of any kind for me this summer. None. I spent 2004 away from camp and was miserable and I am not looking forward to it. It's hard for lonely little me to not think about it and simply let it pass in to the past. Would I ever have chose to give up SCATS and VAMPY on my own? It's hard to say. Unfortunately I never had the choice. I can't seem to let go. And it's no mystery. The only people I have managed to be lasting friends with I met at camp. And the numbers there are dwindling. I can't make new friends. I just can't remember how or something.
Boohoo self pity should be outlawed.
Boohoo self pity should be outlawed.