I don't get to drive to camp with my usual band of hoodlums, this makes me incredibly sad. I found my camp notebook and I was reading the crazy things we did and said on the way to camp last year, then it hit me, I don't get to do that this year. I won't get to sing-scream the words to all the songs on the camp CD. I won't get to plan how to rob a skinny asian man of his airstream trailer or a small man of his Lays truck. I won't hear the GPS moo every time we pass a church or go over the speed limit. I won't get to experience how disgusting green army men gummies are at 8 in the morning( Actually at any time, those things are nasty) I do however get to cross one thing off my bucket list the night before, one of the things I never thought I would be able to cross off. I also get o make the journey to camp, though 3 hours shorter with my cousins. My cousin Ryan will be a ball of crazy energy, so that aspect won't be completely gone.
I'm excited for camp, last week it finally hit me, I'm going to camp in 2 weeks. I'm making the big jump from Junior Counsellor to full fledged counsellor this year. I'm also in charge of tie-dying which is super fun, but more intense than I thought it would be. I also am organizing registration the first day, and cabin assignment. It's been crazy but I love camp so I would do almost anything they'd ask me to do.
In a week I'll be scrubbing a table furiously after crafts before lunch.
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