Back Where I Began

Right back where summer started. At my grandma's house, doing nothing but watching TV and getting fat. The college camp ended on Tuesday, where I admitted to Brian that I liked him up until Friday, which is when I realized that I was an idiot and that I should get over myself as well as him. Wednesday through Friday, I went back and worked at my brothers summer camp. I can satisfactorily say that Wednesday was the 7th best day of my life, because I made a list. That's just the kind of thing that I do in my spare time. We played a WICKED game of street hockey. And I got to wear a mustache! It would have been higher on my list, except that I had to watch everyone eating Hungry Bear subs and I didn't get to eat any because they ordered they day before and I wasn't there. And Friday was the last day of camp, when we had our annual camp carnival. And we started a new tradition, too. A staff hockey game. It was SO INCREDIBLY BEAST! Even better than the one on Wednesday, and that was pretty damn awesome. Except that it ended in a tie. That's no way to end a summer! We did have a buzzer score though, thanks to Phillip. I thought that only happened in movies. I saw a bunch of old friends, and made some new ones. Like Caleb who is exceedingly hot and very funny. And also plays sports. That boy has pretty much got it made in life. Caleb, if you ever read this, you're a lucky boy, and it was pretty cool to randomly see you at Target yesterday.
Oh, my God, School starts this month! It's terrible! My summer is almost over! Wh-hy-hy-hy?? I don't want to back to school!! *Cries out the Mississippi River and hydrates the Sahara Desert* I mean sure, High School will be cool, but summer is cooler. Metaphorically speaking, of course. A cool summer here would be like hell freezing over. And also, HOMEWORK! DUH DUH DUUUUUUH! I HATE homework! Does any sane person (with the exception of Melina, who's sanity is in question anyways) not? It would be nice to not have to deal with that. And I still have to to all of my summer homework. Dammit.
"You didn't touch anything, did you?"
"No."
"Good. Because all of my filth is arranged in alphabetical order. This, for instance, is under 'H' for 'toy.'"
"What is it?"
"It's a penis stretcher. Do you want to try it?"
I LOVE REAL GENIUS!!
Christy