Like the title? Vishwa inspired me. I'm in the pocono's with my family and some family friends. We went white water rafting and to the lake but I'm still dreaming of home. I really want to go to New Hope and see Vishwa. I miss him.
Camp 2010 is finally over. It was draining but fun. I loved all the kids even when they were bad. It was hard to really dislike them the way you can dislike regular people. I love kids. Out loud I was wishing it to be over since I was so tired, but a voice in my head kept telling me to soak it in, it would be the best thing in my life for a while.
Somehow amidst all the craziness of the kids I found time to feel ugly and depressed. I knew that I needed to focus on them but my mind was on my thighs and double chin instead. I can't live like this much longer.
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