there where these cliff-like mountains surrounding our camp, and i couldn't help but climb them. looking down at everyone, i started feeling like this guy:
and another thing about girls camp is a bit more embarrassing, but i'll write it anyway because i know my readers are probably used to my awkward stories by now. you're just lucky you don't have to live them. or if you did, i'm terribly sorry.
so anywhat, one of the lessons involved getting one to twelve toilet paper sqaures. we weren't told if it were good or bad. i choose seven, because its half my age and according to harry potter it's a magical number. no questioning it. the number of squares were to represent things about you, and you had to tell it to everyone. example with four squares:
-i is pretty.
-i is happy.
-i is so and so.
-i is done.
not a lot of people were being very creative with this assignment, but as for me, in the spotlight, i like to be something worth remembering. remembered i was.
here's more or less what i did:
-i've been in a calendar.
-i'm a hand modle.
-i love moose.
-my dad inhabited in new zealand.
-i count to twenty one when i wash my hands.
-malcolm in the middle is my all time favorite show.
running out of ideas, i grouped into the back of my brain for something interesting about me. it's hard to think on the spot guys. anyhow, i came up with one of the worst things to say in front of a large group of girls;
"i pee my pants constantly."
ugh.
the entire camp bursted up laughing, it echoed off the walls and started up again when someone thought about it.
what did i do? i laughed with them. there nice girls and they weren't scoffing at me. i hope.i'm just really afraid of what might happen when i return to school. let's hope for the best.
the outcome of my camp award is 'pee your pants mountain goat.' thanks guys.
