I was at camp this past week. It was quite lovely, and I made many new friends. I promised myself I would cry when we all had to say good bye, but, well--so much for that promise. I balled my head off.
The food there was bad, (you could literally slap the pancakes on the table and they would not brake.) the acoustics in the shower AMAZING--I enjoyed them very much. I was up 18 hours
every day, and would get 6 hours of sleep each night. And for most of those hours, I was listening to awesome lectures. (I'm not being sarcastic.) But it was all worth it. I'd say I'm having withdrawals. I look forward to next year.
I went and played pool with a few friends--for the first time. Then I bought a giant bottle of bubbles, and I'd say I'd be SUPER happy right now, if I didn't miss my friends so much.