i am back from camp. i have been there since 1 last saturday. it feels so weird to be home. back in the real world. i want to go back so much. its awesome there. i know God had me there this week for a reason. i knew all of one person before going. i never have done something like that. he showed me to be more outgoing, and it worked. i met some awesome people. and i met the guy im going to marry. FOR REAL. he's so perfect and cute and smart and has a great family and yeah hes just perfect. he doesnt know it yet but we will marry some day. you just watch.
so being around children for a week made me realize a bunch of stuff. i thought a lot. actually i was crying at camp fire, i love wes - we talked afterwards. i dont know what i want in life. i thought about how everything was before i left for camp and i dont know. i really wasnt wanting to come home. i still dont want to be here. for the next four days ill be locked up at the computer working on bookcards, so i dont have to face everything just yet.
camp friends are awesome. and a mr. potato - ha oh the fun you can have.
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