Thanks, I'd rather not.
So.
I don't wanna go. Don't make me. It is the biggest, stupidest waste of time and money ever! I am very upset at the moment, (might be caused by the severe lack of sleep) and I am very close to having a fit. I am not a happy camper, so to speak. I wanna stay here, I wanna be at home. I don't like this one bit. Plus my neck hurts. It seems as if I have jarred/gave myself whiplash....how you ask? How is this possible? If it is a clumsy act that can be done any way, shape or form, you can guarentee I will find a way to do it. Last night, we enjoyed a delgihtful game of bongos....you know, the DK one for Gamecube? Well, when playing said game, there are parts where you have to hit the bongos as many times as possible to beat your opponent. During said times, I got overzealous and beat the shit out of them....and in some way, ended up pulling my neck in the process. So there you have it, ladies and gents, whiplash by bongos!
I still don't want to go. Packing has proven to be a big challenge and/or dilemma. For one thing, we are required to supply EVERYTHING ourselves, (what we are actually paying for, I'll never know) so that includes towels, soap, bedding, pillows, dishes, cutlery, and glasses. As well as bring some ridiculously big and bulky items including a drawing board, (think 23" x 26", it's big), the idiotically stupid watercolour palette, which is huge for one thing, and made out of flimsy plastic. Oh, and don't forget the pad of cartridge paper (18" x 24") and water colour paper (same size). On top of that, they never mentioned if we need our laptops or not, so I may have to cart it along as well, probably being paranoid 24/7 about it's whereabouts and well-being....kind of like an ill-tempered child. The only bonus to the laptop accompanying me on this trip is (yay!) the presence of a cd player/dvd player. Will there be wireless out in the middle of no where? Doubt it. But I may find myself scrambling from building to building in search of it. And unfortunately, the laptop never came with a phone cable thingy, so I can't even try to jack (ahahaha phone joke.) a phone line. MP3 is broken, so I can't have that comfort either. And I wonder how much space I actually have on my digital camera. Wish I had a game for my laptop other then chess....which talks and is quite odd. The game CD I had said it was Mac compatible, but I tried and it didn't upload. Crust muffins x 2 000 000 000.
Other note: I am surprised at some people's current actions. So much so that I'm not sure what to think.
Other note #2: I wish someone else would pack for me.
-SoccerChicka, the Cranky Camper
PS. Maybe if it would have been more like Camp Campington Falls, I'd be a bit more optimistic.
I don't wanna go. Don't make me. It is the biggest, stupidest waste of time and money ever! I am very upset at the moment, (might be caused by the severe lack of sleep) and I am very close to having a fit. I am not a happy camper, so to speak. I wanna stay here, I wanna be at home. I don't like this one bit. Plus my neck hurts. It seems as if I have jarred/gave myself whiplash....how you ask? How is this possible? If it is a clumsy act that can be done any way, shape or form, you can guarentee I will find a way to do it. Last night, we enjoyed a delgihtful game of bongos....you know, the DK one for Gamecube? Well, when playing said game, there are parts where you have to hit the bongos as many times as possible to beat your opponent. During said times, I got overzealous and beat the shit out of them....and in some way, ended up pulling my neck in the process. So there you have it, ladies and gents, whiplash by bongos!
I still don't want to go. Packing has proven to be a big challenge and/or dilemma. For one thing, we are required to supply EVERYTHING ourselves, (what we are actually paying for, I'll never know) so that includes towels, soap, bedding, pillows, dishes, cutlery, and glasses. As well as bring some ridiculously big and bulky items including a drawing board, (think 23" x 26", it's big), the idiotically stupid watercolour palette, which is huge for one thing, and made out of flimsy plastic. Oh, and don't forget the pad of cartridge paper (18" x 24") and water colour paper (same size). On top of that, they never mentioned if we need our laptops or not, so I may have to cart it along as well, probably being paranoid 24/7 about it's whereabouts and well-being....kind of like an ill-tempered child. The only bonus to the laptop accompanying me on this trip is (yay!) the presence of a cd player/dvd player. Will there be wireless out in the middle of no where? Doubt it. But I may find myself scrambling from building to building in search of it. And unfortunately, the laptop never came with a phone cable thingy, so I can't even try to jack (ahahaha phone joke.) a phone line. MP3 is broken, so I can't have that comfort either. And I wonder how much space I actually have on my digital camera. Wish I had a game for my laptop other then chess....which talks and is quite odd. The game CD I had said it was Mac compatible, but I tried and it didn't upload. Crust muffins x 2 000 000 000.
Other note: I am surprised at some people's current actions. So much so that I'm not sure what to think.
Other note #2: I wish someone else would pack for me.
-SoccerChicka, the Cranky Camper
PS. Maybe if it would have been more like Camp Campington Falls, I'd be a bit more optimistic.