7:10 am - Friday, Sept. 27, 2002
Song:
I wrong. Or I'm right. And I really don't care anymore.
He's mine, or not and I don't care about that either.
I'll pay $400 to be his girlfriend for a week on a tropical beach.
But right now I'm packed and my hairs wet and I'm praying my nine years of being a camper and teen leader will hold up. They always have too many girl applicants. But I'm a junior. That's got to mean something.
I need to impress them at the student leader training. Because I want to be an outdoor school counselor.
I love camp, and I really need it to put on my application for Westwind this summer.
I like putting too much for me to handle on my plate.