My charade was the event of the season

*I was trying to save that line for a really really great post, but this one seemed to fit*
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Tomorrow, at 6a.m., I leave for Girls Camp.
Someone kill me, and do it fast.
It is, in all honesty, my hell on earth.
Which is quite ironic..
Because almost everyone refers to it as a week in paradise.. or something like that.
But seriously..
I hate Girls Camp.
I resent it.
But. Here I am. Year number 6 now.
And still going.
HA! you think I have a choice.
Stop being so funny!
I don't.
I didn't.
I won't.
But alas, all good things must end, and THIS IS MY LAST YEAR!!!!!
.....
No I'm not too excited.
I promise.
You might be wondering what it is about Girls Camp that I hate so much...
It's the girl part of it.
Once a year, the young women of our church get to spend and entire week together.
Who's brilliant idea was that?!
That. Is simply just asking for trouble.
Our raging teenage hormones can't handle being around one another that long...
Plus, our adorable leaders bring a jillion and five crafts for us to do.
GOOD EARTH PEOPLE I DON'T NEED ANOTHER FEEL-GOOD PLACK!
(Is that how you spell it? Cause I really don't know)
Anyways.
Another delightful thing about camp this year, is the fact that I am the oldest.
Seniority.
That's me.
Guess what that meeannss?!
I GET TO BE SUPER PEPPY ALL WEEK!! XD
........... I bet you almost believed that I was excited there for a minute, I even did. For like half a second.
Hopefully all those drama classes I took will pay off!
I get to look like this for the next five days..

(I actually really like this picture...)

So.. Later dudes.
Don't have too much fun without me.