Dear Diary,
Yesterday I got back from camp!! That's all that I have to say right now. So I guess I should say Bye, Huh? GOODBYE!
[second entry that day]
Dear Diary,
Today we, well, my mom and dad cleared all the stuff beside the house. they didn't get that far though. GOODBYE!
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First of all, DRAG THEM little Emily!! I'm assuming I was talking about clearing brush from our house, and I know from experience that while it may not look like progress was made, it's very labor intensive and doesn't look great until it's done. How rude of me!
Also, I apparently didn't write about it, but I remember hating this camp. Maybe it was another one, but I'm pretty sure it was this one. We were in cabins that didn't have real walls - they were made of the same stuff window screens are made of. There was burlap or something we could roll down to "close" the windows, but it stormed one night super hard. Those cloth curtain things made zero difference. We tried moving the beds away from the walls so we didn't get drenched, but the beds were nailed to the ground. Also, we had to trek through the woods for MILES (it was probably more like feet) to get to the bathroom AKA outhouse. I suppose it was Girl Scout camp, so we were supposed to sort of be roughing it, but dang. That's too much nature for me.
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