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It's time for my annual update!
I went to Band Camp. It was really different from last year. I learned a lot more, was more of an antisocial outcast, and had a great deal of fun. The only one of my beautiful new friends from last year to return was Kara, who I was least close to and didn't spend all that much time with. But Chloe came to the concert on the last day and was terribly Hawaiian and wonderful and movie-star-like and made me miss last year's camp all over again. I love you so, Hawaiian Surfer Queen Chloe. Highlights from this year were:
+ Shadow puppets on the piano music at evening rehearsal
+ Learning jazz theory
+ Playing big fat chords just right and the RUSH
+ Eric my fellow BBQ Pit Band piano player who repeatedly put clothespins on his ears in alien-like fashion
+ Drew my wonderful gay piano coach who goes to Juliard, was really patient, and moans orgasmically when he plays chords
+ Bill the dorkiest person in the world
+ Cabin six, the youngest boy cabin that our cabin fell in love with and did our skit with and wrote a song for and greeted lovingly every time we saw them
+ Andrew aka Michael Jackson the hottest boy in cabin six who was my "boyfriend" who looks like Matt Wohlford with more hair and also had the habit of seductively licking his upper lip all the time and played trumpet in my band
+ Ashley my nerdy Christian friend who didn't like touching boys and was the sweetest person in the world
+ Ruth who was in my cabin two years ago and was in my band and was really nice and cute and funny, and is overshadowed by her hot, talented, popular best friend who is sort of mean to her
+ Sam and Chloe's visits
Immediately following band camp was peace camp at which I was a counselor again this year. Oh my freaking god it was amazing. So so so so wonderful. The group of counselors was the best that have ever been there. Except for Eyas and his friend (I am so over Eyas) who were just there for community service hours, everyone bonded a ton and I honestly think I could call up any of them and just say what's up. It was really sad when the week was over but we are definitely having a reunion sometime this month. And I had a little group of campers that were my buddies and fought over sitting in my lap and followed me around and were wonderful. They were Ben (the boy who peed his pants last year and is everyone's favorite camper), Avi, and Emma. Avi especially was my girl. I miss her so much. And everyone else. I had a way better age group this year and didn't have to deal with nasty too-cool-for-camp attitudes. And the whole camp came to Bainbridge and toured IslandWood one day and the counselors split off and did the challenge course and that was super fun. Everything about it was just so indescribably wonderful, with the possible exception of Devora who grates my nerves more with every passing year. I miss peace camp. I can't wait to see you guys.
And now Shanti's here. There's been all kinds of drama involving me and Riley but as it stands now he and Shanti are a thing and him and I are on alright terms. Tomorrow after Maia's party (at which I will see peace camp folk. yay!) we're going camping. I love Shanti. It's good to have her here. And really really cool that she's friends with all my friends.
There's a new boy in my life. His name is Jesse and I met him at a peace march and he likes me. And he's really hot and sweet and talkative and charismatic... but sort of obsessive and I'm borderline scared of him. He wants to go out but I think I'd like to stay out of uneven relationships. So for now we are just friends.
I've discovered Magical Trevor and have been listening to his lovely little song in its horrifying loop for the last two hours. Run while you still can.
Tonight I made phone calls for the Kerry campaign to get people registered to vote for four hours. Slightly traumatic experience. Lots of grumpy people. Got screamed at a couple times. Fun, though, and I got to hang out with the Sivitz girls whom I love.
Both my piano students quit piano so they can spend all their time learning how to read. This was their mother's decision and it makes sense because it's a problem if you're nine and can't read but it's really sad because a. I love them and b. I no longer have a job. She told me that she'd love to have me babysit them though.
And I finally called the woman who coordinates the Ordway Spanish class today so perhaps I'll end up doing that. That would be a rockin' job.
I have Sean's shirt on and it smells like Sean which is a comforting smell. Sort of milky and cool.
There are so many people that I wish I had spent all my time with this summer that I haven't seen once or have barely seen. This is extremely frustrating. My goal for the rest of August is to see all of them. And learn to dance.
My arachnophobia is creeping back on eight fat furry legs.
I saw a meteor shower for the first time yesterday. It was also the first time I ever saw even one shooting star. It was incredible.
I went shopping with Jesse (he has the exact same man sense of fashion as me (how I would dress if I was male)) and got little boy shorts. Which are all long and manly. They're mad comfy.
I'm so excited for jazz choir next year.
My family might host a Pakistani exchange student for all of next year. She is sixteen and wants to be a doctor and likes to fix things and likes singing and acting. Which is about as perfect a fit as you can get for my family. We just have to decide if we want a whole nother person living with us for that long a time. It's a big commitment, especially since I'm an only child and it would be like throwing this sister into my life, except I didn't grow up with her and she doesn't speak English. Well she speaks English. But you understand. So we have to talk to people who've had exchange students and figure out if we're gonna do it.
I should go to bed I have lots of stuff to do tomorrow. May you live to see a thousand reasons to rejoice.
Con Amour
I went to Band Camp. It was really different from last year. I learned a lot more, was more of an antisocial outcast, and had a great deal of fun. The only one of my beautiful new friends from last year to return was Kara, who I was least close to and didn't spend all that much time with. But Chloe came to the concert on the last day and was terribly Hawaiian and wonderful and movie-star-like and made me miss last year's camp all over again. I love you so, Hawaiian Surfer Queen Chloe. Highlights from this year were:
+ Shadow puppets on the piano music at evening rehearsal
+ Learning jazz theory
+ Playing big fat chords just right and the RUSH
+ Eric my fellow BBQ Pit Band piano player who repeatedly put clothespins on his ears in alien-like fashion
+ Drew my wonderful gay piano coach who goes to Juliard, was really patient, and moans orgasmically when he plays chords
+ Bill the dorkiest person in the world
+ Cabin six, the youngest boy cabin that our cabin fell in love with and did our skit with and wrote a song for and greeted lovingly every time we saw them
+ Andrew aka Michael Jackson the hottest boy in cabin six who was my "boyfriend" who looks like Matt Wohlford with more hair and also had the habit of seductively licking his upper lip all the time and played trumpet in my band
+ Ashley my nerdy Christian friend who didn't like touching boys and was the sweetest person in the world
+ Ruth who was in my cabin two years ago and was in my band and was really nice and cute and funny, and is overshadowed by her hot, talented, popular best friend who is sort of mean to her
+ Sam and Chloe's visits
Immediately following band camp was peace camp at which I was a counselor again this year. Oh my freaking god it was amazing. So so so so wonderful. The group of counselors was the best that have ever been there. Except for Eyas and his friend (I am so over Eyas) who were just there for community service hours, everyone bonded a ton and I honestly think I could call up any of them and just say what's up. It was really sad when the week was over but we are definitely having a reunion sometime this month. And I had a little group of campers that were my buddies and fought over sitting in my lap and followed me around and were wonderful. They were Ben (the boy who peed his pants last year and is everyone's favorite camper), Avi, and Emma. Avi especially was my girl. I miss her so much. And everyone else. I had a way better age group this year and didn't have to deal with nasty too-cool-for-camp attitudes. And the whole camp came to Bainbridge and toured IslandWood one day and the counselors split off and did the challenge course and that was super fun. Everything about it was just so indescribably wonderful, with the possible exception of Devora who grates my nerves more with every passing year. I miss peace camp. I can't wait to see you guys.
And now Shanti's here. There's been all kinds of drama involving me and Riley but as it stands now he and Shanti are a thing and him and I are on alright terms. Tomorrow after Maia's party (at which I will see peace camp folk. yay!) we're going camping. I love Shanti. It's good to have her here. And really really cool that she's friends with all my friends.
There's a new boy in my life. His name is Jesse and I met him at a peace march and he likes me. And he's really hot and sweet and talkative and charismatic... but sort of obsessive and I'm borderline scared of him. He wants to go out but I think I'd like to stay out of uneven relationships. So for now we are just friends.
I've discovered Magical Trevor and have been listening to his lovely little song in its horrifying loop for the last two hours. Run while you still can.
Tonight I made phone calls for the Kerry campaign to get people registered to vote for four hours. Slightly traumatic experience. Lots of grumpy people. Got screamed at a couple times. Fun, though, and I got to hang out with the Sivitz girls whom I love.
Both my piano students quit piano so they can spend all their time learning how to read. This was their mother's decision and it makes sense because it's a problem if you're nine and can't read but it's really sad because a. I love them and b. I no longer have a job. She told me that she'd love to have me babysit them though.
And I finally called the woman who coordinates the Ordway Spanish class today so perhaps I'll end up doing that. That would be a rockin' job.
I have Sean's shirt on and it smells like Sean which is a comforting smell. Sort of milky and cool.
There are so many people that I wish I had spent all my time with this summer that I haven't seen once or have barely seen. This is extremely frustrating. My goal for the rest of August is to see all of them. And learn to dance.
My arachnophobia is creeping back on eight fat furry legs.
I saw a meteor shower for the first time yesterday. It was also the first time I ever saw even one shooting star. It was incredible.
I went shopping with Jesse (he has the exact same man sense of fashion as me (how I would dress if I was male)) and got little boy shorts. Which are all long and manly. They're mad comfy.
I'm so excited for jazz choir next year.
My family might host a Pakistani exchange student for all of next year. She is sixteen and wants to be a doctor and likes to fix things and likes singing and acting. Which is about as perfect a fit as you can get for my family. We just have to decide if we want a whole nother person living with us for that long a time. It's a big commitment, especially since I'm an only child and it would be like throwing this sister into my life, except I didn't grow up with her and she doesn't speak English. Well she speaks English. But you understand. So we have to talk to people who've had exchange students and figure out if we're gonna do it.
I should go to bed I have lots of stuff to do tomorrow. May you live to see a thousand reasons to rejoice.
Con Amour