Well summer camp with its crazy kids and its tired counselors is over. No more "Who's poopy underwear are these?" and no more "Blake, your my favorite counselor ever." It makes me sad but its over. I wish everybody could be a counselor at least once. It is demanding and greatly rewarding. 1 day off every 2 weeks means 13 straight days of 15 hour days. No one tells you thanks for the work except maybe the ones you let cut you in the lunch line. But in the end its the ones that love you that matter.....
Now that I am back I spent my first day skydiving with Ann. It was awesome! now I am, I don't know, getting ready to go to the Philippines. Wish me luck. Salude
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