We, staff members, must treat this week number six as if it were week one because for the campers its always week 1/the only week they get (unless you're a LYLE I guess).
Time has flown! I've completed 7 1/2 weeks of camp life (which includes training) and its been pretty great. As long as I keep my frustrations low and my mouth calm, I think I can make it to the end without any big blow outs.
Today, and yesterday too I suppose, was weird. I got depressed in a way where I was fine being alone but every now and then I felt like it was because no one wanted me around. My parents came to visit me for a smidgen but then they left and Dani and I went exploring. She was feeling down too but I don't think I helped.
Anyways, things that make me feel good about today! I forced my way into Andrew's bubble (his bubble is pretty large...10-20 feet wide fo sho) by reading on the porch of the cabin while he read. But then he left so whatever. Then I read a letter that was nice. And then...I went for a run to get rid of some anxiety (it's terrible) and that was nice even though I'm not as well off with running as I was a couple of months ago. Lastly I played guitar with Emma and then picked up my living space.
We're supposed to be moving all our stuff out of the Monarch and then clean the whole thing then move back in somehow. We're supposed to be sharing (we the support staff) the building with pastor's and sponsors. You win some you lose some I guess...I don't really want to move again, but I'm sure ready to deep clean this pigsty.
Four more weeks! Four more weeks! The one thing I can't wait to do is vedge all alone on the couch or in my room. I just wanna be lazy. Its easy to feel lazy at camp...but to be lazy would be pretty hard on your representation of oneself.
I love singing camp songs even if they make my voice sound manly.
*picture if the creek
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