Saturday, July 16, 2005

   Commence the Freaking-Outage
Well, the first full week of camp is over. Five weeks left. It was dance camp week, so us counselors were left with nothing to do...special instructors came during the week to run classes. I won't get into the details of the week because they aren't that interesting, except for the fact that we got hit by a few storms during the later part of the week. I had 6 girls at the beginning of the week...one went home due to homesickness, and the other had to go home because her grandmother passed away...that was a hard one to deal with because she was my favorite (although I am not supposed to play favorites). Last night was the weekly counselor Friday night party. That was a blast, as usual. I got lost on my way to the party, but after the guys (Ted and Ernie) found me, it was time to drink. It was another lightweight adventure for me...yeah, enough said. Part of the party was recorded last night, and we watched it this morning...it was hilarious. I remember everything happening in my drunken stupor, but watching it sober was just a little more funny. Today I was going to go to a chinese buffet with a few of the counselors, but I decided against it when I woke up and was not in the mood for chinese food. Instead, I came home and had breakfast with some peanut butter, and was it yummy. Speaking of food, I swear that I am going to die at camp. Being a lactose intolerant vegeterian is not a good thing to be if you are a camp counselor. Living off badly made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches all summer...I freaked out this week because of it. I just went off on a rant about it. Ted keeps telling me that I need to eat more, as do some of the other counselors. I know that I need to...I lost 5 pounds in the first week of camp, and another one this week. It's not good. Bleh. I appreciate the fact that my co-workers care enough to watch my weight for me though. Now, the freaking out factor. I got my invoice for my college tuition...yeah. A lot more than that of my first two semesters. I am freaking out because I don't have enough money. I creid today because I am going to have to take out a loan. *sniffles* I guess it is something that many college students have to deal with. I am no different in that aspect, I suppose. Anywho, Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt, is off to get ready for going to a play with her Grandmother tonight...aluve'

HELL LEVEL 1 Raw score: 52%

You're a fallen angel. There's some innocence there, but the sexual dark side has called you and, possibly, is already using you. But, still, you're naughty, not evil; dirty, not filthy. You're certainly hellbound, and you'll most likely seek out other imps like yourself to work your wicked will. There might be a moral core there, but it's been overtaken by lust. Things weren't always this way, were they? When you finally accepted your urges, did you find the nectar too sweet to go without? No? Isn't nectar on the salty side anyway? You know how it tastes. For now, you might just be nibbling on forbidden fruit, but you'll soon be eating it whole. AVOID: the heavenbound. Your path is downward, and you'll need a guide.

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 25% on hellish

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