Laughter is a form of communication.
Four days and no shower... I feel so gross. Not to mention my brown feet. I'm waiting for Felicity to get out of the shower so I can have my turn to lose a few shades of skin color and realize it's not a tan.
But girl's camp was fun this year! I was the oldest girl there for 2 of the 3 nights.... And I can't tell you how weird that was. -I- was the Laurel all the girls looked up to... So I tried to do the best I could. Snipe hunting was so successful-- we even had a leader that had never been convinced. X3 One girl wouldn't pet the Snipe, because she was "allergic to Snipes." XD Beehive Love! And last night, two girls and I went and tipped our leaders' tent. It was my first and last time, seeing as how next year we'll be in cabins if I get to go.
It was so nice to come home and find a five-page letter on my nightstand. And he included a pic of the elders at the MTC who abducted his chicken. X3 Huzzah! Ultimate love!
Anyway, so I told Sierra I would. I had a dream one night at camp! So, I guess I had found this recipe for cookies, and they were -delicious- and I baked a couple of batches, with some days in between the batches. But after the second set of cookies, I got a fancy card-stock letter from someone that basically told me that they were watching me and I wasn't worthy to bake these cookies, so they were going to kill me. And they insulted my dear Aunt and Uncle in it, too, because they weren't worthy to give me the recipe or something.
So, I of course start freaking out and calling out "MOM! DAD! QUICK COME HERE!" because these people were going to kill me. And I ran up to mom and dad's room and they're downstairs and they're like "We'll be there in a second." and I go into their room and Sierra's sitting on the bed, so I show her the note. She's like "Oh, I got one of these before, too. Stop freaking out! I ate my dinner that night, and I was eleven, and I didn't die. So they're just threatening you, but you should be okay. Don't tell mom and dad, they'll just call the police and that'll make the people really angry."
I was like "okay" and I didn't tell mom and dad. I went over to Amy and Ricke's that day and Grandma Sandy was there. And we knew she was dying, because she was shrinking and becoming really child-like, and her hair was falling out. But she wanted me to do her hair up in pigtails, and so I did and we really bonded. And the next day, we and she knew she was going to die, because it was that obvious. And I was really sad. And the cookie people sent me another note, insulting Amy and Ricke again because they were aristocrats or something. But I was like, whatever, and I don't remember anything else happening in my dream.
Yeah... I have to bake some cookies for my lesson tomorrow in YWs. Wish me luck!
But girl's camp was fun this year! I was the oldest girl there for 2 of the 3 nights.... And I can't tell you how weird that was. -I- was the Laurel all the girls looked up to... So I tried to do the best I could. Snipe hunting was so successful-- we even had a leader that had never been convinced. X3 One girl wouldn't pet the Snipe, because she was "allergic to Snipes." XD Beehive Love! And last night, two girls and I went and tipped our leaders' tent. It was my first and last time, seeing as how next year we'll be in cabins if I get to go.
It was so nice to come home and find a five-page letter on my nightstand. And he included a pic of the elders at the MTC who abducted his chicken. X3 Huzzah! Ultimate love!
Anyway, so I told Sierra I would. I had a dream one night at camp! So, I guess I had found this recipe for cookies, and they were -delicious- and I baked a couple of batches, with some days in between the batches. But after the second set of cookies, I got a fancy card-stock letter from someone that basically told me that they were watching me and I wasn't worthy to bake these cookies, so they were going to kill me. And they insulted my dear Aunt and Uncle in it, too, because they weren't worthy to give me the recipe or something.
So, I of course start freaking out and calling out "MOM! DAD! QUICK COME HERE!" because these people were going to kill me. And I ran up to mom and dad's room and they're downstairs and they're like "We'll be there in a second." and I go into their room and Sierra's sitting on the bed, so I show her the note. She's like "Oh, I got one of these before, too. Stop freaking out! I ate my dinner that night, and I was eleven, and I didn't die. So they're just threatening you, but you should be okay. Don't tell mom and dad, they'll just call the police and that'll make the people really angry."
I was like "okay" and I didn't tell mom and dad. I went over to Amy and Ricke's that day and Grandma Sandy was there. And we knew she was dying, because she was shrinking and becoming really child-like, and her hair was falling out. But she wanted me to do her hair up in pigtails, and so I did and we really bonded. And the next day, we and she knew she was going to die, because it was that obvious. And I was really sad. And the cookie people sent me another note, insulting Amy and Ricke again because they were aristocrats or something. But I was like, whatever, and I don't remember anything else happening in my dream.
Yeah... I have to bake some cookies for my lesson tomorrow in YWs. Wish me luck!