i went to youth group last night, which i never do . . . but this was chocolate pudding and raw egg night, and i couldn't afford to miss it. you see, this summer i won't be having that amazing experience - face caked with dried yoke and pudding, hair stiff as a helmet, increasingly uncomfortable and yet increasingly free as the evening goes on. i'm not going back to camp.
wammy #1.
the event had originally been scheduled for saturday but due to the uber-fun torrential downpour calgary has been enjoying, it was moved to sunday . . . so i could go! it had to end by ten pm, however, because amanda and peter had a plane to catch. by this time, their meetings at dhq in toronto will probably be done. amanda and peter are gone.
wammy #2.
it's just an emotional time, wrapped up in eggs and pudding. didn't think it would be. i love camp, and amanda, and peter . . . but i didn't expect that it'd be so hard.
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I miss them too...but you already knew that. I think next Sunday will be difficult.
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