I just realized that I haven't written since my birthday. Which was BEFORE summer vacation. And wow, has a lot happened. I'm not even going to try to come close to relating it all because a) it would bore you to death, b)it would take pages and pages, and c) I don't really have that kind of time. While I am fully aware that in all probability, NO ONE reads this blog, despite that fact that 5 of my friends follow it, I don't want to scare any potential readers away with meaningless anecdotes and ramblings about my almost as meaningless summer. The biggest thing by far that happened was that I went to Boston. If you go back to the beginning of my blogging adventure, you'll find that I went on a college tour. Well, this summer, we took it a step further. MIT, Harvard, Smith, the works. It was awesome. And I also successfully asked a dude out. Well, kinda. Not really. But still. In a Boston airport.
Now I'm back, working at the same summer camp as last summer. Its eh. I'm officially making 'eh' an adjective.
There are only three weeks of summer left. THREE. And I haven't even been to the beach yet! My parents hate the sun. They're like vampires. But God, vampires are SO overrated! TWILIGHT ISN'T THAT GREAT! VAMPIRES SUCK BLOOD! Sorry, but some people need that message pounded into their heads. And a follow up; VAMPIRES DO NOT EXIST. AND NEITHER DOES EDWARD CULLEN. There. I'm done with my rants. As far as mythology is concerned, at least.
I know this is short, but I'm watching the finale of Avatar: The Last Airbender on Netflix.
10 ton flying bisons? That must be a lot of burgers.
Christy
