Things I learned at Camp

With Scouts, at Starved Rock, specifically:

1. Knives are sharp.
2. Two days of sucessive layers of sunscreen and bugspray make you feel real cruddy.
3. Showers, therefore, feel nice when you get home.
4. Water is very important. So is shade, and a breeze.
5. Water is also very powerful. Like the sun.
 

Ect, ect. It wasn't the best, but it was the first tent camping I've been able to go on for a few years. It was just reeeally hot, and being as white as I am, I don't do hot. It gives me headaches. But it was still pretty good. My mom put me in a tent with this one younger girl who had never been anything like tent camping before... and she liked talking. And she hated bugs. But she made it.

Yeah... about 1... I was cutting onions one morning for breakfast, to go with eggs. Well, the knife slipped and the onion rolled. I have two nice cuts on the middle and ring fingers of my left hand now. Thankfully they weren't too bad or anything. Just not the best way to start a long, warm day.

And we didn't have time to go back and get fudge to bring home. It makes me sad. :(

But, I have tomorrow off, so... I have to write and essay. But, being ans essay, it only has to be five paragraphs. So nothing major. And I left the Dubliners in my locker. So I can't read that anyway. Sparknotes.

It's getting to be the end of the school year, and looking forward to summer always gets me thinking. This year especially about the seniors who won't be back next year, and the fact that I will be a senior... The seniors I will miss so much, especially the ones in band. I actually know them, so... the thought of them leaving is kinda depressing. I am definitely having a band apples to apples party. And a few other apples atoapples parties. And something for Munchkin. And I was going to look into gettting a job, but I may be a bit late for that now...  Eh. More time for writing and art and stuff. Right?
Anyway. Enough of that, I should proably be heading off to sleep so I might be awake on teusday. 

And! Egyptian Rat is still around. I forgot how fun that game is. (of course, it just makes me think of seventh and eighth grade...)