Back from the Grave

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Hello world, how are you doing? Ok...more like the three of you that might be reading this, as to which I have already spoken to the three of you so I know how you are doing.

So, my whole plan of posting stuff on the weekends while I am off from camp gave way to doing laundry and falling asleep on my floor. Translation: I am tired. Oh so very tired.

But camp has been going really well. There are days when I want to rip my hair out and other days when I want to do a victory lap around camp.

Being a commissioner is way different than I ever thought it would be. Literally, the only people that understand what I go through are my fellow commies, which have been an awesome support system. I have also realized that I still get stage fright...which I apparently hide really well...or at least that is what people tell me. There have been ups and downs, which allows me to segue into one of my favorite things: a list! Hooray.

1. Cardiac hill isn't too bad...especially when you experiencing an adrenaline rush

2. It has taken me 20 minutes to get a group of 8 scouts, 4 leaders, and a commie from the top of Rendezvous Ridge to the bottom, a grand total of 1.5 miles (It's quite steep in some places). No one got hurt and we even stopped for a few breaks. I consider this a great accomplishment.

3. Gummy bear?

4. While I am okay with leading songs, I've noticed that I can't use my "nice" singing voice...personally, I think it is just a defense mechanism and stage fright.

5. Being a commie means that you often don't get fed...imagine trying to compete for a single steak with a pack of adolescent wolves. Most of the time, it is better to let the wolves get fed so that they will leave you alone.

6. As a female, I get treated very differently from the male commies. I have to carry myself completely differently and act very differently. The other commies don't quite get it.

7. I am one of two commies that are over the age of 21, which means I am one of two people who can drive the camp trucks when they need to be driven. My afternoons can be very busy.

8. Sleeping often can become a luxury and not a necessity.

9. I love my friends...I wouldn't survive without them.

10. Learning to let things go is one of the first lessons a commie has to learn.

and with that, I bid you a fond goodnight!