"I'd like to be a friend of yours, Mmmm and a little bit more"
... a song from my obviously lesbionic camp :D.
Anyways. So. It's been a little over 2 months since I last updated and since then, well, a bunch of shit has happened. Camp was sooo much fun. It's funny that I really only remember the good parts about it and not the not-so-good parts.
Fun times? Corrupting private school girls' minds, having time away from everything, getting emails from family every day, getting a tan, losing weight (10 pounds :D), holding the new record for most eaten chicken nuggets (15) and plates of lasagna, sitting on the Senior Dock when it rains and just thinkin', being in a tent when it storms, singing the Fanta song, having a kick-ass time at Hershey Park, flirting with guys at Watonka-donk, having an English-Scottish councelor, having HOT councelors :) (and "getting to know them" ;) ), and other stuff.
The bad parts? Not being able to get away from people, regular tent arguments, all the drama, ipod charger breaking down, being made fun of my souther-esque "accent" (a la, saying "y'all" and "pop" - which isn't even southern), swimming, being paranoid about ear-aches, banging into trunks, getting bruised, bitten, and scraped out of the hell of myself, getting reprimanded for cursing, not being allowed to crack my knuckles, being told my cat died whilst at camp, and other things that I can't think of at the moment.
Oh! And also, my dad and I have reconciled. He's now joined an AA Club and enrolled into an alcoholic program where he attends both of the different meetings 3-5 times a week. Over this past weekend, my great-grandmother died and Dad and I went up to Pittsburgh, PA to go to the funeral. Driving back, we listened to the Kelka and he's now hooked. It's weird to think of a father and daughter listening to Elka and KC talkin' about how they don't like penis and... risque things like that, together. Then Dad asked me if I knew what they were talking about and if I actually have ever seen a penis (like in porn and such). And of course I know about almost all things sexual! I have the internet to thank for that. And I have seen porn before... mainly from my guy-friends.
I've written too much... and worse, it's not even anything interesting. I promise, my next post is going to be awesome to the extreme... I just wanted to catch y'all up on things :).
Anyways. So. It's been a little over 2 months since I last updated and since then, well, a bunch of shit has happened. Camp was sooo much fun. It's funny that I really only remember the good parts about it and not the not-so-good parts.
Fun times? Corrupting private school girls' minds, having time away from everything, getting emails from family every day, getting a tan, losing weight (10 pounds :D), holding the new record for most eaten chicken nuggets (15) and plates of lasagna, sitting on the Senior Dock when it rains and just thinkin', being in a tent when it storms, singing the Fanta song, having a kick-ass time at Hershey Park, flirting with guys at Watonka-donk, having an English-Scottish councelor, having HOT councelors :) (and "getting to know them" ;) ), and other stuff.
The bad parts? Not being able to get away from people, regular tent arguments, all the drama, ipod charger breaking down, being made fun of my souther-esque "accent" (a la, saying "y'all" and "pop" - which isn't even southern), swimming, being paranoid about ear-aches, banging into trunks, getting bruised, bitten, and scraped out of the hell of myself, getting reprimanded for cursing, not being allowed to crack my knuckles, being told my cat died whilst at camp, and other things that I can't think of at the moment.
Oh! And also, my dad and I have reconciled. He's now joined an AA Club and enrolled into an alcoholic program where he attends both of the different meetings 3-5 times a week. Over this past weekend, my great-grandmother died and Dad and I went up to Pittsburgh, PA to go to the funeral. Driving back, we listened to the Kelka and he's now hooked. It's weird to think of a father and daughter listening to Elka and KC talkin' about how they don't like penis and... risque things like that, together. Then Dad asked me if I knew what they were talking about and if I actually have ever seen a penis (like in porn and such). And of course I know about almost all things sexual! I have the internet to thank for that. And I have seen porn before... mainly from my guy-friends.
I've written too much... and worse, it's not even anything interesting. I promise, my next post is going to be awesome to the extreme... I just wanted to catch y'all up on things :).
posted by Shannon at 9:52 PM
1 Comments:
y'all?
y'all?!?!
glad to hear things are getting better with your father.
oh, and you did get to know one of your counselers...in bed. or so i was told. hah.
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