2/21/11
Sickness from last night did not carry into this morning, so I went to lunch at Cici’s and then to Victoria’s house, but I am back home now and feeling as horrible as ever. Someone tell me what happened here! I need to go do chores and homework still, but I feel like sitting in bed will feel better. Cough. Gah, sickness is not okay! I need to be stronger than this. I have too many things to do still today. Cough. Ugh, dizzy. I will return to vacuuming, now. *sigh*
2/22/11
I am even sicker this morning. *sniffle* I am skipping Latin today to get better, but I still have to do school work like for speech. I also have a bunch of application stuff for scholarships and school that are due at the end of this week. It is not a good time to get sick. The long weekend was fine to be sick in, but now is pushing it. At least I am only missing one class.
2/23/11
I went to the doctor today because of a stomachache and dizziness. Said it was just a cold, no strep, no surgery. Good news. I think- I mean I could let it upset me that I went all the way to the doctors just to be told "go home" but I am too tired for that. I will just go back to bed.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Cold. Journal.
The date is actually accurate today since I have time to post this xP
Went to a party last night in a light jacket, t-shirt, and skirt- would not dare to go out like that today. Snow piles down outside and I hear the sound of snow blowers rattling against the sides of houses. The earth came back with a cold, and I think I came back from Sam’s party with one too. Cough. It does not seem to be as bad as some of my friends’ colds from previous weeks, but it was going to come to me soon enough. At least it is now, in the middle of my long break from the college, and “Monday off” break from the high school. I do not feel like doing anything, and I am sure the weather is contributing to that as well, so much for a taste of spring and 50-degree weather. As Ryan said on his facebook status, “just kidding- warm weather”
Ugh. I’m not writing anymore, I am just going back to bed.
Went to a party last night in a light jacket, t-shirt, and skirt- would not dare to go out like that today. Snow piles down outside and I hear the sound of snow blowers rattling against the sides of houses. The earth came back with a cold, and I think I came back from Sam’s party with one too. Cough. It does not seem to be as bad as some of my friends’ colds from previous weeks, but it was going to come to me soon enough. At least it is now, in the middle of my long break from the college, and “Monday off” break from the high school. I do not feel like doing anything, and I am sure the weather is contributing to that as well, so much for a taste of spring and 50-degree weather. As Ryan said on his facebook status, “just kidding- warm weather”
Ugh. I’m not writing anymore, I am just going back to bed.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Yesterday's Happenings
2/17/11
As I sit here watching my dogs eat so that they do not eat the wrong dish (they like to switch dishes, but they get different food), I rather wonder what they go through in a day. They wake up around four to go outside and then they get cold from the winter weather and go back to sleep. Then when my mom wakes up fully around five in order to get ready for work, the dogs get up and go to the living room to bother my dad for his breakfast.
Dad sleeps downstairs on the futon most of the time, and he is usually ready to leave for work by the time I get up for breakfast at 6:45. As soon as I do get up, the dogs are at the end of the hallway waiting for Mom to finish getting ready. She gives them a treat in the morning after running the sink, so now they associate our bathroom sink with treats. Sometimes look greets me when I wake up, but usually Norah is waiting in the bathtub for Mom. Norah likes hopping in the bathtub for some reason. She has a hard time getting out, though, so we have to keep the door closed when we are not home.
After my parents leave, I tend to finish getting ready for school. During this time, the dogs either curl up on the couch in the living room or get comfortable on my Mom’s bed. That is how they are when I leave and how they are when I get home (between noon and two depending on the day). Rather, they are like that until I close the garage door behind my car and they run to the back door so that I can let them outside. I have no idea what they do for those 7 hours, but it seems like they just sleep.
Luke likes to bark at the three big lab-sized dogs in the yard behind ours. I know that if I open the gate, though, he is such a fraidy-cat he will take off running. Norah just follows suit in her barking, but she is afraid of practically everything. Then they sleep some more in the living room until about four, when they start getting excited for dinner. They bounce off the walls until five, when we actually feed them one cup of hard food, a fork full of soft food. Then they beg for our human food.
After my own dinner about an hour later, I am not sure what they do, either. I usually go to my room to do homework or surf the net, so they are out in the living room with my parents getting into mischief I am sure. In the end, I guess I am not curious enough to set up cameras or anything, so we will never know.
As I sit here watching my dogs eat so that they do not eat the wrong dish (they like to switch dishes, but they get different food), I rather wonder what they go through in a day. They wake up around four to go outside and then they get cold from the winter weather and go back to sleep. Then when my mom wakes up fully around five in order to get ready for work, the dogs get up and go to the living room to bother my dad for his breakfast.
Dad sleeps downstairs on the futon most of the time, and he is usually ready to leave for work by the time I get up for breakfast at 6:45. As soon as I do get up, the dogs are at the end of the hallway waiting for Mom to finish getting ready. She gives them a treat in the morning after running the sink, so now they associate our bathroom sink with treats. Sometimes look greets me when I wake up, but usually Norah is waiting in the bathtub for Mom. Norah likes hopping in the bathtub for some reason. She has a hard time getting out, though, so we have to keep the door closed when we are not home.
After my parents leave, I tend to finish getting ready for school. During this time, the dogs either curl up on the couch in the living room or get comfortable on my Mom’s bed. That is how they are when I leave and how they are when I get home (between noon and two depending on the day). Rather, they are like that until I close the garage door behind my car and they run to the back door so that I can let them outside. I have no idea what they do for those 7 hours, but it seems like they just sleep.
Luke likes to bark at the three big lab-sized dogs in the yard behind ours. I know that if I open the gate, though, he is such a fraidy-cat he will take off running. Norah just follows suit in her barking, but she is afraid of practically everything. Then they sleep some more in the living room until about four, when they start getting excited for dinner. They bounce off the walls until five, when we actually feed them one cup of hard food, a fork full of soft food. Then they beg for our human food.
After my own dinner about an hour later, I am not sure what they do, either. I usually go to my room to do homework or surf the net, so they are out in the living room with my parents getting into mischief I am sure. In the end, I guess I am not curious enough to set up cameras or anything, so we will never know.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Journal Post 1?
Now that I'm done with Camp Communication (6 days written sparsely between 6 months) I've started this observation journal, which I will hopefully keep up with. (Doubtful, but there's always the hope)
2/16/11
I told Michelle the other day that I usually write about the things I see or do, sometimes even what I am feeling. I use many allusions, though, and not anything specific. This is a separation from my usual style to try something new- writing strictly that which I notice: no allusions, only what I am feeling and what I see.
Today I am going to write about this guy who sits next to me in Psych. I do not know his name, so generally I just refer to him as psych guy. He is a bit awkward- that guy, sitting next to me in my psych class- but he is not inappropriate. I would not exactly say he is socially awkward, either. Rather, he is more polite than most people are my age. He moves quickly to grab his pencil as it falls off the table. Slamming into the desk and making a loud noise, but he caught it. He wishes me good luck before we start a test as he passes my copy to me. When taking notes he does not doodle in the margins, but he makes boxes and patterns all over the page. Somehow, he manages not to write words around these, however, and writes all of his notes at the bottom half of the page. Once, he forgot we had a test, and started frantically reading his notes- he seems to do everything quickly and in a rush, but he is never in a bad mood- not like most of the drivers speeding past me as I go the speed limit. He frantically reads his notes before every test, to be honest. He insists on finishing reading his notes before he begins, but he does not want to hinder our teacher standing in front of him with the papers either. He reads quickly, his fingers flying across the page, as he reads line by line faster and faster. Suddenly he grabs out for the tests in our teacher’s hands thrusting all but one copy towards me, closes his notebook, and pulls out a pencil in one swift movement. “Good luck!” is one of the few phrases he has ever said to me. The other phrase I can remember is “Sorry!” That guy, the one sitting next to me in psychology, is interesting in his speech and actions. He never ceases to make me stare, somehow. He is not particularly cute or funny, and I am not sure I would stare at him anymore than I do if was either of those things, but he amazes me.
I think I know why, too, he is one of the few people that, upon meeting them, I did not feel the need to be shy around them. I have always been shy to new people and loud with my close friends, but for some reason he does not invoke that fear. Maybe it is his weird behavior that I find so awkward that reminds me of my friends. My friends are awkward, too, but in a completely different way.
I blink and an hour has gone by. I have spent most of the time filling in bubbles, but the rest of it just noticing things around me. He writes fast too, but it is neat handwriting. After the test, our teacher passes around a sheet of notebook paper for attendance. She always has us write down something about ourselves. Today- it is our favorite book that she wants to know. He likes a book I have never heard of before- it seems like it would be a nonfiction book. As class goes on, we learn about thinking; as a huge group, we have to solve a bunch of logic problems, like the problems we used to do to test our learning capabilities back in elementary. He is very good at them I noticed. I also notice that I am not. He reminds me a little of the character Professor Layton, from the curious village game. That could just be because I am a video game junkie, though… and I cannot picture psychology guy wearing a top hat. Although personality wise, I could expect it of him.
Later, just before math class, I see psych guy again. He is rushing out of the classroom I am trying to enter. I have seen him here before, so it is nothing new except for the fact that he almost plows into me as he rushes past. “Sorry!” he shouts back while running to wherever he is going towards. Most people would just ignore me as they run by- I am sort of an average person and become background information a lot of the time. He noticed me, which shocked my system.
I had three tests today, in all three of my classes. For some reason, my thoughts just go back to psych guy saying “Good luck!” I hope his luck aides me, because lord knows I need it in Latin and Psychology. Math, on the other hand, I can handle. I do not want to sound like the bragging junior PSEO kid who was talking to psych guy a few weeks ago, though, “Yeah, I’m like super good at math. I’m in college math even though I’m only a junior in high school!” That is a way to get yourself beat up in some schools. I do not think that I think psych guy would hurt junior PSEO kid, though, nor would he be strong enough to injure junior PSEO kid, either. Psych guy is smaller than I am in the muscles department, and a bit taller than I am too. He is lanky, but not in a nerdy way, more like an anti-steroids soccer player.
2/16/11
I told Michelle the other day that I usually write about the things I see or do, sometimes even what I am feeling. I use many allusions, though, and not anything specific. This is a separation from my usual style to try something new- writing strictly that which I notice: no allusions, only what I am feeling and what I see.
Today I am going to write about this guy who sits next to me in Psych. I do not know his name, so generally I just refer to him as psych guy. He is a bit awkward- that guy, sitting next to me in my psych class- but he is not inappropriate. I would not exactly say he is socially awkward, either. Rather, he is more polite than most people are my age. He moves quickly to grab his pencil as it falls off the table. Slamming into the desk and making a loud noise, but he caught it. He wishes me good luck before we start a test as he passes my copy to me. When taking notes he does not doodle in the margins, but he makes boxes and patterns all over the page. Somehow, he manages not to write words around these, however, and writes all of his notes at the bottom half of the page. Once, he forgot we had a test, and started frantically reading his notes- he seems to do everything quickly and in a rush, but he is never in a bad mood- not like most of the drivers speeding past me as I go the speed limit. He frantically reads his notes before every test, to be honest. He insists on finishing reading his notes before he begins, but he does not want to hinder our teacher standing in front of him with the papers either. He reads quickly, his fingers flying across the page, as he reads line by line faster and faster. Suddenly he grabs out for the tests in our teacher’s hands thrusting all but one copy towards me, closes his notebook, and pulls out a pencil in one swift movement. “Good luck!” is one of the few phrases he has ever said to me. The other phrase I can remember is “Sorry!” That guy, the one sitting next to me in psychology, is interesting in his speech and actions. He never ceases to make me stare, somehow. He is not particularly cute or funny, and I am not sure I would stare at him anymore than I do if was either of those things, but he amazes me.
I think I know why, too, he is one of the few people that, upon meeting them, I did not feel the need to be shy around them. I have always been shy to new people and loud with my close friends, but for some reason he does not invoke that fear. Maybe it is his weird behavior that I find so awkward that reminds me of my friends. My friends are awkward, too, but in a completely different way.
I blink and an hour has gone by. I have spent most of the time filling in bubbles, but the rest of it just noticing things around me. He writes fast too, but it is neat handwriting. After the test, our teacher passes around a sheet of notebook paper for attendance. She always has us write down something about ourselves. Today- it is our favorite book that she wants to know. He likes a book I have never heard of before- it seems like it would be a nonfiction book. As class goes on, we learn about thinking; as a huge group, we have to solve a bunch of logic problems, like the problems we used to do to test our learning capabilities back in elementary. He is very good at them I noticed. I also notice that I am not. He reminds me a little of the character Professor Layton, from the curious village game. That could just be because I am a video game junkie, though… and I cannot picture psychology guy wearing a top hat. Although personality wise, I could expect it of him.
Later, just before math class, I see psych guy again. He is rushing out of the classroom I am trying to enter. I have seen him here before, so it is nothing new except for the fact that he almost plows into me as he rushes past. “Sorry!” he shouts back while running to wherever he is going towards. Most people would just ignore me as they run by- I am sort of an average person and become background information a lot of the time. He noticed me, which shocked my system.
I had three tests today, in all three of my classes. For some reason, my thoughts just go back to psych guy saying “Good luck!” I hope his luck aides me, because lord knows I need it in Latin and Psychology. Math, on the other hand, I can handle. I do not want to sound like the bragging junior PSEO kid who was talking to psych guy a few weeks ago, though, “Yeah, I’m like super good at math. I’m in college math even though I’m only a junior in high school!” That is a way to get yourself beat up in some schools. I do not think that I think psych guy would hurt junior PSEO kid, though, nor would he be strong enough to injure junior PSEO kid, either. Psych guy is smaller than I am in the muscles department, and a bit taller than I am too. He is lanky, but not in a nerdy way, more like an anti-steroids soccer player.
Camp Communication: Day 6- Leaving
2:02 pm 8/6/10
We left camp around noon so we should be home by 4ish. After cabin time yesterday we had the camper talent/no talent (TNT) show, but before that we had the evening program and signed these folders we hung with string onto our backs to give opinions of other people. After the TNT we had vespers and it was really sad, making everyone cry- Senior goodbyes. Then the seniors ran into the lake together and hugged everyone getting them soaking wet. After that we went to the "senior" bonfire. It used to be an only senior thing, but they're trying to be more inclusive. It was nice to see all of the seniors sharing what they want for their futures. It makes me wonder what I'll decide on by next year. we left the bonfire by 12:30 this morning and I woke up around 7:30 (which is late for camp time). After packing up everything and putting it in the lounge so that the cleaning staff could clean our cabin I walked to my last taize for the year with Angela. We talked about how much we're going to miss camp and how much we are looking forward to next year (if there is a next year). Then, after cinnamon rolls for breakfast, we cleaned up the camp as our last family group meeting. We swept and picked up garbage and took group pictures. Then we came back outside the dining hall to have a huge hug line which took hours and which Lindsey tried to stop unsuccessfully- it's one of the camp traditions we intend on keeping. Then we signed out, picked up our stuff, said good bye again and went on the road. Keeping our memories, but leaving everything else behind.
We left camp around noon so we should be home by 4ish. After cabin time yesterday we had the camper talent/no talent (TNT) show, but before that we had the evening program and signed these folders we hung with string onto our backs to give opinions of other people. After the TNT we had vespers and it was really sad, making everyone cry- Senior goodbyes. Then the seniors ran into the lake together and hugged everyone getting them soaking wet. After that we went to the "senior" bonfire. It used to be an only senior thing, but they're trying to be more inclusive. It was nice to see all of the seniors sharing what they want for their futures. It makes me wonder what I'll decide on by next year. we left the bonfire by 12:30 this morning and I woke up around 7:30 (which is late for camp time). After packing up everything and putting it in the lounge so that the cleaning staff could clean our cabin I walked to my last taize for the year with Angela. We talked about how much we're going to miss camp and how much we are looking forward to next year (if there is a next year). Then, after cinnamon rolls for breakfast, we cleaned up the camp as our last family group meeting. We swept and picked up garbage and took group pictures. Then we came back outside the dining hall to have a huge hug line which took hours and which Lindsey tried to stop unsuccessfully- it's one of the camp traditions we intend on keeping. Then we signed out, picked up our stuff, said good bye again and went on the road. Keeping our memories, but leaving everything else behind.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Camp Communication: Day 5- Good Night's Rest, Morning Ache.
7:38 am 8/5/10
Last night before lights out we went out to the point to look at the stars. There were a couple of people that stayed back and went to sleep, so it was dark in the cabin when we got back around midnight. I slept really well, but when I got up this morning I had a pain in my neck- literally- I think I just slept on it wrong but I'm really sore. I hope I don't need to use it much for the land Olympics today. I'm off to taize now with Angela again.
9:38 am
For breakfast we had Ham, egg and cheese Mc Muffin knock-off things, orange juice, and these super cute and REALLY good miniature grapes. It's cabin time right now and the counselors are having a meeting, so most kids aren't in their cabins. It's the last full day at camp and I'm feeling a little sad about leaving, but I'm excited to be going home. Back to technology... and reality. It's freezing this morning! I was only wearing a tank top at taize -along with yoga pants and flip flops- and I practically ran back to our cabins after breakfast to put on my purple t-shirt and hoodie. At 10:30 I've got morning programming, but I'm actually excited for vespers tonight. It's when all of the seniors say goodbye since we won't have vespers tomorrow. I just can't believe we're almost to the end of the week already- almost to the end of summer already. Where does the time go? Before I know it the school year will be over and I will graduate (Ain't that the truth, right now as I'm typing this I'm already done with all of my work for the first semester of senior year!) Eeek! Just thinking about it makes me miss my elementary school days hanging in SACC with BB and Ash. (It still makes my stomach turn thinking about it.) I really miss Ash sometimes. We were BFF's and when she moved to Byron she just lost touch with BB and I, it's not like we didn't try to call her, we just had a hard time getting a hold of her. We're all so busy nowadays. (She actually has a Facebook now, so we've been talking a little more recently but we're not nearly as close as we used to be) BB moved away the year after Ash, but she only moved to the other side of town and we're still close. She and i still talk about Ash sometimes, though. I've got to get going to morning programming soon, but I'm just waiting to get home more than anything. The girls next door in South Annex are talking about A Very Potter Musical and Harry Potter. They might be girly-girls, but I'm able to find some things in common with them I guess. Weird place to find it, though.
1:13 pm
Field Olympics are after cabin time. We just got another year's worth of cabin pictures finished. (At least we didn't break any tables standing on them like last year) The Olympics start at 2:30 so we've got like an hour and 15 minutes to sleep or write or whatever. Lunch was hamburgers, but I didn't eat one. Instead I had a salad as well as the snicker/apple stuff, tatter tots with ketchup, and an apple. For desert they had leftover punch cake from the other day. The morning activity movie was extremely terrible. Bad acting, bad filming, just a horrible movie, but I guess the questions it raised were pretty interesting. Our family group is great. I feel like we're just so close to each other now. My cabin had to set tables or I would have written during the 15 minutes before lunch and after talking with Pam's family group. We also played Frogger during our family group time and afterwards Eric had to leave for some cross country thing or whatever. Wade has gone, too, because he needed to go to a funeral in Missouri on Saturday. I take it he is driving there. I was assigned a table at lunch today and ended up sitting with a bunch of seniors who have graduated and this is their last year here. It's hard to think that I will be one of them next year. (Maybe, church is having issues right now so... I may not even be able to go this year...) Well, if camp is still running anyway. (Which it is, they're getting volunteer groups to clean it up because they got funding to keep it running) From what it sounds like they aren't really sure what is going to happen in the future for Pilgrim Point Camp, but I know I'm going to miss is all the same. Last year I didn't make a lot of close friends and sorta felt like an outcast, although weather-wise it was nicer. I just hung out with everyone rather than making good friendships. This year I made some really great friends and I know that going home is going to be harder than I ever thought possible going into camp this year. I can't start thinking like I'm going away forever, though. We've still got the rest of today and part of tomorrow ...and hopefully next year, too. Life has it's twists and turns, but I've just got to stay positive through it all. I may be a serious person sometimes, but that doesn't mean I have to be pessimistic. Now that all of that is said and done, I still can't wait to be back to typing on my laptop in my own bed rather than sitting here in this uncomfortable one at camp. (Right now I wish I was at summer camp... it's too cold here! It was negative 40 wind chill last night and this morning it was only negative 16 degrees out!) I miss my parents and my pets, even though this experience has been great for me and I will miss the good times.
3:57 pm
It's beach and recreation time now after the Olympics. Eric and Sam's 'wedding' is today after Abby is done planning senior stuff and Eric gets back from kayaking. The water from the beach is pretty cold where I'm sitting right now. The field Olympics were okay. I think our team was good about cheering each other on and other teams, too. I had fun at least. I assume that the winners will be announced at dinner at 6. Vespers tonight is going to be so sad since the graduated seniors will all be saying goodbye to everyone. I'll miss Abby, she and I were closer than Sam and I. In the end we all need to move on from our high school days, though. It's already 4pm. Tomorrow I'll already be leaving and heading home at this time. It went too fast.
7:00 pm
This is the only free time before evening programming, the talent/ no talent show, vespers, and the bonfire (which I might skip to go to sleep or look at the stars) Dinner was the usual spaghetti. (The annual goodbye dinner from the staff). I got sunburned a bit today so I know Mom is going to be disappointed that I didn't wear sunscreen at all this week when I see her tomorrow. (I almost made it the whole week without it, that's how strange the weather was.) Tomorrow for breakfast I'm sure we're having cinnamon rolls as another annual thing. I'm tired and I just love how beautifully peaceful it is here. I could fall asleep anywhere, I swear. Taize again tomorrow, I'm sure, in case I can't write until after then. Sam had her wedding earlier and it was amazing. I think North Shore cabin is having a stealing problem with Jessi again. I'm glad that I'm not in their cabin- I'm also glad that I don't need to resort to that. I'm going to make some more duct tape bracelets, so I'll write when I can.
Last night before lights out we went out to the point to look at the stars. There were a couple of people that stayed back and went to sleep, so it was dark in the cabin when we got back around midnight. I slept really well, but when I got up this morning I had a pain in my neck- literally- I think I just slept on it wrong but I'm really sore. I hope I don't need to use it much for the land Olympics today. I'm off to taize now with Angela again.
9:38 am
For breakfast we had Ham, egg and cheese Mc Muffin knock-off things, orange juice, and these super cute and REALLY good miniature grapes. It's cabin time right now and the counselors are having a meeting, so most kids aren't in their cabins. It's the last full day at camp and I'm feeling a little sad about leaving, but I'm excited to be going home. Back to technology... and reality. It's freezing this morning! I was only wearing a tank top at taize -along with yoga pants and flip flops- and I practically ran back to our cabins after breakfast to put on my purple t-shirt and hoodie. At 10:30 I've got morning programming, but I'm actually excited for vespers tonight. It's when all of the seniors say goodbye since we won't have vespers tomorrow. I just can't believe we're almost to the end of the week already- almost to the end of summer already. Where does the time go? Before I know it the school year will be over and I will graduate (Ain't that the truth, right now as I'm typing this I'm already done with all of my work for the first semester of senior year!) Eeek! Just thinking about it makes me miss my elementary school days hanging in SACC with BB and Ash. (It still makes my stomach turn thinking about it.) I really miss Ash sometimes. We were BFF's and when she moved to Byron she just lost touch with BB and I, it's not like we didn't try to call her, we just had a hard time getting a hold of her. We're all so busy nowadays. (She actually has a Facebook now, so we've been talking a little more recently but we're not nearly as close as we used to be) BB moved away the year after Ash, but she only moved to the other side of town and we're still close. She and i still talk about Ash sometimes, though. I've got to get going to morning programming soon, but I'm just waiting to get home more than anything. The girls next door in South Annex are talking about A Very Potter Musical and Harry Potter. They might be girly-girls, but I'm able to find some things in common with them I guess. Weird place to find it, though.
1:13 pm
Field Olympics are after cabin time. We just got another year's worth of cabin pictures finished. (At least we didn't break any tables standing on them like last year) The Olympics start at 2:30 so we've got like an hour and 15 minutes to sleep or write or whatever. Lunch was hamburgers, but I didn't eat one. Instead I had a salad as well as the snicker/apple stuff, tatter tots with ketchup, and an apple. For desert they had leftover punch cake from the other day. The morning activity movie was extremely terrible. Bad acting, bad filming, just a horrible movie, but I guess the questions it raised were pretty interesting. Our family group is great. I feel like we're just so close to each other now. My cabin had to set tables or I would have written during the 15 minutes before lunch and after talking with Pam's family group. We also played Frogger during our family group time and afterwards Eric had to leave for some cross country thing or whatever. Wade has gone, too, because he needed to go to a funeral in Missouri on Saturday. I take it he is driving there. I was assigned a table at lunch today and ended up sitting with a bunch of seniors who have graduated and this is their last year here. It's hard to think that I will be one of them next year. (Maybe, church is having issues right now so... I may not even be able to go this year...) Well, if camp is still running anyway. (Which it is, they're getting volunteer groups to clean it up because they got funding to keep it running) From what it sounds like they aren't really sure what is going to happen in the future for Pilgrim Point Camp, but I know I'm going to miss is all the same. Last year I didn't make a lot of close friends and sorta felt like an outcast, although weather-wise it was nicer. I just hung out with everyone rather than making good friendships. This year I made some really great friends and I know that going home is going to be harder than I ever thought possible going into camp this year. I can't start thinking like I'm going away forever, though. We've still got the rest of today and part of tomorrow ...and hopefully next year, too. Life has it's twists and turns, but I've just got to stay positive through it all. I may be a serious person sometimes, but that doesn't mean I have to be pessimistic. Now that all of that is said and done, I still can't wait to be back to typing on my laptop in my own bed rather than sitting here in this uncomfortable one at camp. (Right now I wish I was at summer camp... it's too cold here! It was negative 40 wind chill last night and this morning it was only negative 16 degrees out!) I miss my parents and my pets, even though this experience has been great for me and I will miss the good times.
3:57 pm
It's beach and recreation time now after the Olympics. Eric and Sam's 'wedding' is today after Abby is done planning senior stuff and Eric gets back from kayaking. The water from the beach is pretty cold where I'm sitting right now. The field Olympics were okay. I think our team was good about cheering each other on and other teams, too. I had fun at least. I assume that the winners will be announced at dinner at 6. Vespers tonight is going to be so sad since the graduated seniors will all be saying goodbye to everyone. I'll miss Abby, she and I were closer than Sam and I. In the end we all need to move on from our high school days, though. It's already 4pm. Tomorrow I'll already be leaving and heading home at this time. It went too fast.
7:00 pm
This is the only free time before evening programming, the talent/ no talent show, vespers, and the bonfire (which I might skip to go to sleep or look at the stars) Dinner was the usual spaghetti. (The annual goodbye dinner from the staff). I got sunburned a bit today so I know Mom is going to be disappointed that I didn't wear sunscreen at all this week when I see her tomorrow. (I almost made it the whole week without it, that's how strange the weather was.) Tomorrow for breakfast I'm sure we're having cinnamon rolls as another annual thing. I'm tired and I just love how beautifully peaceful it is here. I could fall asleep anywhere, I swear. Taize again tomorrow, I'm sure, in case I can't write until after then. Sam had her wedding earlier and it was amazing. I think North Shore cabin is having a stealing problem with Jessi again. I'm glad that I'm not in their cabin- I'm also glad that I don't need to resort to that. I'm going to make some more duct tape bracelets, so I'll write when I can.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Mini Blog: New Year, New Blog
It's a new year and I'll be blogging as much as I possibly can! January is going to be a hectic month for school, so posting is going to be delayed even more most likely, but I thought I would update once for the new year :D
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