:: Camp ::

School's out, which is pretty incredible. The school year's gone by so ridiculously fast, it's hard to believe that it's summer already. Our last day was a few weeks ago, but my real summer break didn't start until yesterday, because I was at ASTA camp for the past week and a half. I'm not sure if I blogged about the last time I was at that camp, but here's a recap: this kid got sick and got his roommate sick, and then the counselor who was taking care of them got sick and then the counselor who was doing sectionals with that counselor got sick, and then finally, I got sick. It was just the sniffles, people. It was ugly. UGLY. I woke up with a headache. Then I felt full even without eating anything. Then I had irregular and frequent BM. And THEN...it happened. Uncontrollable, violent, frequent yakking. It was TERRIBLE. And during the intermissions, it felt like something was inside my stomach trying to get out. Fortunately, it only lasted about 12 hours and by the next morning I was okay. My favorite quote after that experience was, "Grace, you alright? Well, if anything, you look like you've lost about 10 pounds, you look fantastic!" Hooray!

Anyways, bygones. It didn't happen this time. I actually had a really, really great time. I got to know people that I didn't really know too well, and I feel like I've made some good friends in the past few weeks. I miss them already! Oh, and the kids too, I guess. There were some very, very interesting characters there this year. Everything from a young cellist that got his "heart ripped out" by a girl (he's in 3rd grade for pete's sake!) and cursed her house, but then felt bad about it so he changed his mind to cursing the town she lives in so it wouldn't be just her house, to a small Korean boy that wouldn't stop crying about everything (seriously...he cried about everything). But the best part was during the last camp session when all the 4th graders started carrying in ticks from the woods, so we had to give them a talk about ticks which might not have been a good idea because they started freaking out about it. In addition to the outbreak of ticks, the little ones had too many s'mores and had stomach aches and one even threw up and had to go home early. Bless their hearts...

Now I'm back to life with cable TV, a functional kitchen (whew...didn't know if I would survive without cooking for so long) and NO MORNING WAKE UP. I'm glad to be back, but I really miss my fellow camp counselors!