I might go to Camp CrossRoads at Camp Rockfish if they've got any spaces left. It's basically Christian Fat Camp, but I could stand to lose a couple pounds. Whatever.

I'll have to ask Mom to phone up Rockfish and ask when she's up tomorrow.

I got stiffed the past four years for camping. I went to camp for seven or eight straight years and then had to spend the last four recovering from surgeries every summer. WTFBBQ. So I never got the chance to have that same fun again. I miss the woods, the goofy-ass songs, and sleeping outside at night. Can't say I really missed the Girl Scout Camp company, though. I only had three friends at camp in all that time--Elizabeth (nicknamed Fungi because of her athlete's foot), Joy, and Leah (Joy and Leah were friends who came to camp together and they both kept flirting with me).

Joy would always volunteer to be my partner in activities, because nobody ever wanted to be my partner. She was very fond of glomping onto me and fawning over me and complimenting my choices in headwear ("pink turns me on"). XP She would tell funny stories.

Leah was a bit quieter, but she was very nice, too. She would stay with me after dinner, when I went to take my medicine (pills to control my bladder problems), and walk me back to the K-Mac (Kay McGavran) camp unit. Sometimes Joy would tag along and we would have a merry laugh on our way back together. :D

I don't remember much more about Elizabeth, though.

I wanna have one more year of summer camp before I go ahead and become a counselor at some point in the future nyan.