Camp...
some memories from the previous week...
monday - being rather sad... mainly stuff to do with Best friend Jess... i just wanted someone to ask how i was going with that... (Tilla did... and perhaps i should have talked to her, but i didnt)
i went to bed fairly early, and cried and cried. i asked for help from a friend (yes, thats you dan...) and then i felt better... ha! bed fairly early means midnight...
tuesday - woke up to my phone vibrating... thanks Burkie for making me smile first thing... "moo" back at you... tuesday ment first affimation service... which basically was sit someone in the centre of the circle and say nice stuff about them... and i was sitting on the couch going, "im going to be first" and ha! i was... that was a little... err.. fun.... i seemed to get a lot of things about my hugs and massaging, and my friendliness and the like... perhaps i should have written them down, but i didnt...
also we went to erskine falls, or how ever its spelt... it was beautiful.. but nothing really to mention. aside from the fact that lexies car had a very high chance of not getting out.. and there were lots of steps, of which i didnt get sore legs from.. odd really... so i went back with clare, in the hope that less people in lexies car would give it a greater chance of getting out...
tuesday also was the walk along the cliffs... a group of us went... i sort of like walking by myself, so i pushed off in the front of the people, and Matt caught up, so i walked along with matt and just chatted... he he he... on the way back we decided to be adventurous and go a different path... it kinda didnt go anywhere, and we had to cut through and go back to the normal path again... it was fun though...
tuesday night was the 80's night. personally, i dont get the great fascination with the 80's... i was like, oh 2 when they ended.... but i quickly deserted the "party" and went and watched Emma instead. the Gweneth Paltrow version... i haddnt seen it before, and it was a good little movie.. very Jane Austin, very romantic...
but i stll cried a little at night, in bed.. somehow it always seems to make everything worse...
wednesday - beach day!!! and affirmation parts 2 and 3... but went to the beach, and i wasnt going to go swimming, but wore my bathers anyway... anyway, i walked along the beach with Tracey a couple of times.. and we had a wonderful chat about our lives and about God... good times... and then Nat convinced me to go swimming, well dragged me in, but i wasnt really arguing much... the water was freezing, but was nice once i got used to it...
on the way back to camp, we stopped off with some others to get an icecream. mint and chocolate... and then we discovered the slush puppies... a great childhood memory... and the shot of citric acid... ha! mark had one with 10 shots... it burned when it went down... oh so very sour... but it was fun.. just having a good time, and laughing with people i haddnt hung out much with...
wednesday night was stay up late night. the affimation thingy ended 11:30ish, and i went off to the camp fire after that.. talk to lexie for a bit, listened to people jam on the guitar which kinda inspired me to want to be able to...
stated up til 3, or just before.. and i decided i should really go to bed... so i did...
thursday - woke up at 8:30ish... got out of bed about 10 to 9... breakky was at 9... any way... suprisingly i wasnt extreemly sad on thursday... i didnt cry, i didnt get teary. i was confused as to whether i was going to be happy and celebrate the end and end on a happy note, or cry and leave on a sad note.. i think i went for the former...
i got, yet again, annoyed at the song choices, but that was ok...
and then it was over... i got many hugs goodbye... many, over a long period of time... the time i started to get teary was when i was hugging Tom goodbye... and then we had to leave...
mark came in the car with us, nice and squishy in the back of lexies car...
came home and what do i find on my bed but enrolment info for my course next year... YAY!!! im really not sure if its what i want to end up doing, but hey... its do that or wade through TAFE applications to do massage therepy, or something...
talked to jess for a good hour this morning... jess of the best friend variety.. stuff seems to be sinking in. im not really sad about it any more, infact, i may be bordering on the word excited. and i think she is too...
and thats been my week...
