  So I was into this whole posting everyday thing. But then David came over yesterday UN-INVITED, I may add. So he didn't leave til late and then it was totally bed time for me (10:30). So next week is camp and I'm halfway excited halfway "Oh good gracious why am i doing this?
" But yesterday at work I lied and said I had a doctor's appointment inbetween 2 and 4... but in reality me and my mom went shopping. Only for camp though so it wasn't too terribly exciting. They told us not to bring food because they have a racoon problem. I solved the problem by bringing enough for him and me. But man oh man, I'm going to have like the BIGGEST farmers tan out of this thing.
Since we all know that I'm Mormon (not that I like it or anything...) and we all know that Mormons have INSANELY high standards (which I don't follow...) so basically we have to wear knee-length shorts and t-shirts. Me and Sandi are going to be in hell. I think I might try to be get sent home. Ah... the stories that I have from camp.
I think that for the past 5 years I've been threatened to be sent home every time. Sadly, they never went through with it because it wasn't a punishment for me. Oh well, I'm a counseler this year and therefore I don't have to do anything. I think me and Sandi will go sink another canoe... that was entertaining. 
