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Jul 23, 2007 00:48

My iPod died last week. I held it in my hands as it whirred its last mechanical rotations. In any case, my mother assured me that it was okay for me to use this as an excuse to buy a new computer and get a semi-free ipod with it. So that's what I'm doing. nerd nerd nerd.

Drew keeps asking me if I'll be sad when camp is done. I say no. He seems puzzled because it's pretty clear I love it here, that it's important to me (or at least as important as a six week summer writing workshop for high schoolers can be), and that I care a lot about the people that I'm with here. But I think my dear dear Laura Eve said it best when she suggested that part of what she's trying to teach is how to take the workshop experience home with you--for her it's about taking the practical writing skills home, but I think I've learned so much in six weeks ( I wasn't able to learn in six months out of school or 21 year of being alive) that I can bring back out of the Tuttle compression tank. So, I won't be sad, I don't think. I'll miss talking about poetry every day and being given free range to spout (pseudo) wisdom about the things I like to read.

School starts in September! I have to go back to that place! I'm living in Mitchell! Who does that?!
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