Ok, so maybe it isn't really all that bad here. I get seven hours of sleep a night and 12 hours of free time in the day, four of which are usually spent napping. The problem is that there is NOTHING to do with all this time, unless you enjoy flirting with boys or tanning on the beach. And I don't like most of the people here. They're lazy (even though they're paid to work?) and incredibly shallow. There are some nice ones though.

I'm here for another week. But tomorrow my mom is coming to pick up my siblings and give me books and SNACKS.

I have way too much free time here. These are the things I have realized while sitting on my bed doing sudoku:

My sister loves this place more than she loves our family. From the way she treats me here, you wouldn't be able to tell we're sisters, except for the fact that we look alike. When she grows up, she wants to move here permanently and be a Nelson (aka be tall, blonde, and Norwegian) and have tall blonde Norwegian cousins who also live here year-round. Sad, right? She loves these strangers more than she loves her own family. I'm never buying her clothes again. I go to the mall and buy things for myself, and I end up giving them to her because she likes them and I love her but I guess she doesn't love me with the same magnitude. Thinking about this makes me incredibly sad.

I don't want to study abroad anymore. If I'm this depressed and unwilling to make friends in NEW HAMPSHIRE where everyone speaks English, how much harder will it be to be happy and friendly in like, Hong Kong or Jordan or the UK?

Davis hurts me so easily with such simple comments, and he doesn't even realize it. I shouldn't be so attached to him. We shouldn't even be friends but it's too hard thinking about that.

Do Kill or Marry is an EVIL game.

Not to be whiny or anything, but working at camp sucks. I didn't even bring the right clothes because I thought they would put me on waitstaff. But I'm on housekeeping and now I make beds and clean toilets instead of serving people food and coffee. I found poop on the floor of the boy's bathroom today. POOP. How is that possible? Also my siblings ignore me here and the other girls in my cabin are very....immature. Our nights are filled with screeching and facials and fort-building and boy drama (they all date very indiscriminately here, strange for a Christian camp). I don't understand the appeal of this place, or why my siblings look forward to it every year, or why people actually BAWL when they leave. I've never wanted to go home and lie in bed so badly.

BEST WEEKEND EVERRR

Seriously, I can't remember the last time I had this much fun in the span of 72 hours. I hate when people blog about absolutely everything they did but....I'M GONNA DO IT. I must document everything so when I'm old and decrepit at least I will have this memory. Feel free to not read.

Friday I slept in. At church I helped Dave improve his flirting skills by practicing the 50 flirting tips we found in seventeen magazine. I read the tips, he hit on random high schoolers that kept wandering in. I will miss that boy, so much fun! :))) Also we read articles on CODs (creepy older dudes), apparently we know some...hehheh. Hehhhhh. We also watched Nicholas Nicolby which is the best movie for spotting actors from other movies, like Captain von Trapp and Filch and Blair Waldorf look-alikes.

On Saturday I went to church picnic and swung/swang on some swings and then I got to hang out with DAVIS whom I haven't seen in over a year. I missed him a lot tooo, he's one of the very few people I miss from high school. I'm so glad we're still friends, because he's ditched basically everyone else. So I'm special. I felt bad, because he was bored at my house. My house is pretty boring.

Sunday! Can you believe they've never given a sex talk the entire time I've gone to this church? Today we had one and it was actually NOT awkward. It was all stuff I already knew, but at least it was a good reminder. I had a good long think about senior year, how I was so ready to compromise with this one person, and it scared me how easily I could have given in to temptation. Kind of depressing. But then I went out to eat with Dave Maggie and Patrick, three of my most favorite people in the world! On Wednesday we'll be separated until Thanksgiving at least. Sad thought. But that's what skype is for. I went to Eric's house and accompanied Josh's operatic endeavors on piano, then we went to the Willems' and they reminisced about their childhood escapades. That kind of made me sad too, because I have about ZERO good memories from elementary and junior high school. Of course I had fun then, but nothing really sticks out. I guess that is good, my life can peak at 40 instead of at 15 lol. I'm definitely still growing into whomever I'm going to be, and I'm glad :) And we played scattergories which is always awesome. A lot of people are leaving this Wednesday, and some of them aren't ever coming back. I am so glad this weekend happened. Why am I so blessed?? What did I do to deserve knowing such amazing people?

I got a job at camp!!! For the last two and a half weeks before school starts. Also I am DONE with my internship which is sad (because I lose my discount) but happy (because now I can hang out with people). a;lwue;oidaw eyayyyyy