*peeks* Hey look... I'm still alive..... For the moment.... *gets eated by school* GAH! Save me!!!!

Sorry that I've been totally dead recently. School has eated me by the lots. And no, that sentence makes no sense int he English sense. That's why it's in Raven-speak! ^__^;;;

So a quick update, then I have to go finish my speech for class tomorrow. I got back to school ages ago, as I posted. Between classes, friends, projects, and the fiance... I have NO time to myself, lol. So it's not much, but hey, I'm not quite dead! I feel happy! I feel happy! I am not dead yet, I can dance and I can sing! I am not dead yet, I can do the Highland Fling! I am not dead yet, no need to go to bed! No need to call the doctor cause I'm not yet dead.

*dances around the room all crazy like until...*

THUD

*gets beaned by an angry, sleepy Jess*

Well now I'm dead, Jess whacked me on the head! Sure, now I'm dead, it makes me just see red! Jess is such a brute to murder one so cute! You homicidal roommate, now I'm really dead!

...

*shuffles off to go finish her speech*

Okay... offical... belated... notice....

I'M BACK!!!!!!!

*laughs hard* yeah... I've been back for awhile.... oops? ^__^;;; *scratches head sheepishly* Oh well. Life happens. But I'm even back at school now. So yayness. Trying to eat healthy, lose some weight... and do things right this semester. I HAVE to get it right this time. And whoa, I just got a flashback... Yeah, there's a song with lyrics kind of like that, and it threw me because I totally wasn't thinking of that until after I typed it and then, yeah. *laughs* But yeah. I'm going to get all A's this semester. I have to. So I will! Simple as that!

That's about it for now. Waiting for Will to come and pick me up. Have to go get my books. Here's to hoping I can afford it!! >.<;;;; Ja!

Yayness for paid journals! Because I'm a sucker and repaid my journal, so now I have access to all my icons again! YAY! *grins* Yup, I'm a sucker for icons. Lol.

Well, the past two weeks went a lot better camperwise at least. I really connected with quite a few campers.... That weren't on my team. ^__^;; Oops? Lol. They worked in the kitchen with me, and I had such fun hanging out with them. Great kids. Even when they're sopping wet and chasing after me to hug me. *snickers*

Yeah. HUGE waterfight in the kitchen yesterday. I managed to stay completely dry... for most of the fight. So one of the girls had gotten soaked, and she suddenly wanted to hug me... I ran, as my boss would say, like a chicken. Lol. And she chased me all the way around the dining hall, and STILL couldn't catch me. Thank you. Then, as the waterfight was almost over, I was innocently putting frozen corndogs on a sheet pan to cook- and one of the counselor dumped ice cold water on me!!!!! GAH! *mock growls* So I gave chase when he ran into the dishroom, and when I tried to grab the hose to spray him- the turned in on me instead! Lol. It was like, WRONG PERSON! WRONG PERSON! >.<;;;

The end of the fight was bad though. Anyone remember my POed post near the beginning of camp, about the co-worker who went off on me, Mark? Well, he makes an appearance now. He'd gone off at me several other times, but I learned to ignore it and get over him. But... he slipped a little in the water from the fight, didn't even fall down. And suddenly, he's SCREAMING at the kids. At the KIDS! *growls for real this time* You can yell at me. I'll get upset, and get over it. But the MOMENT he yelled at the kids, these wonderful kids who takes two weeks of their summer to serve little kids at a church camp and even PAY to come... I just- I was... I AM... so angry. There's no forgiving something like that. And of course, later on, Mark came over and said to me, not in so many words, "See how I yelled at those kids? Don't take it personally that I yell at you, because I yell at them too."

. . .

I wanted to throttle him. Juls has nothing on the rusty spoon I'm going to take to that... bastard.





But... All in all, I'm glad that I got to be with the kids. A great bunch. They left today and I'm sad. I'm going to miss them, they were great to work with.




PS... YAY FOR SHOPPING!!!!!!! I can't WAIT until tomorrow when I get to go shopping with several friends, then out to dinner! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay. So I just finished re-reading Book Six, Half-Blood Prince. I haven't read it since it came out, and I guess I have to re-evaluate my opinion. It's not as bad as I thought it was. So here's my thoughts. I'm cutting this for spoilers, in case anyone hasn't read Book 6 yet. I know that's crazy to think, but one of my co-workers is reading them with the movies... so It's possible. *shudders at the thought*

( Thoughts on Book Six )

Well, that's about it for now. I was going to write more... But then I got distracted. *sends hugs all around* Dunno know when I'll be back... I'm going to have to CLOSELY avoid Book 7 spoilers, since it'll take me longer to read here at camp. T.T Ja ne minna-san!

So. I think that Springhill Camp is an awesome place. But... I hate my job. Working in the kitchen itself isn't so bad. But I hate not being able to spend time with my kids. It's already Thursday of my group's first week, and I only know a few names... Two of those being because they are returning campers and were in my group the last two weeks.

I feel like I'm imposing when I join my group for the little time that I'm able. Like I don't belong. Because none of these kids know me, or who I am. All I am to them is some random staff members who occaisionally shows up.

I don't know whether I'll return to Springhill next summer. Not for sure. I might apply to Bluegrass. Choosing between the two will be hard. But I know one thing that might be a deciding factor. I will NOT be kitchen staff again, or even activity staff. If I can't be a counselor here next summer... Then I won't do it again. I don't want to put myself through this. And I know it's selfish. I'm a selfish person sometimes, I guess. But it hurts to feel so left out. So lonely, and unable to help these kids.

Okay, let's try this again... I typed this up yesterday, then hit the wrong button and it all went bye bye. T.T Lol. So here I go again!

So, this week has been exciting. The other day (Monday) I was with my kiddies, and we were heading to dinner. So aftr dinner my team was scheduled to play paintball. Since I'd never done that, and also head that it was painful, I was debating whether or not to play. Then.... the decision was taken out of my hands! I had a TOTAL Usagi klutz attack, and stepped strangely, OFF my flip flop, and ended up doing a fall, roll, and crashing my left knee into the nice soft gravel road. >.< Ite. Lol. So I totally tripped over my own two feet in front of all my kids, and ended up cutting up my knee pretty bad. Exciting! ^__^;;;;;;;

So I rolled to sit down after I finished falling, and stared at my knee, where it was already bleeding and loverly stuff like that. I tried to stand, but that REALLY hurt, so a nurse who was happening by in her golf cart gave me a ride to the dining hall, where they had a back up infirmary. The nurse there cleaned up my knee with the supplies she had, and she asked me, was I worried about scarring? And of course I said no, I had plenty of other scars, what would one more matter? So she put a bandage on my knee, and mentioned that it might need stitches, but she wanted a second opinion. That meant that I had to go to the main infirmary in the lodge, where they could clean it better anyway.

So the paramedic dude from the lodge came and picked me up and took me back with him. At the lodge, he cleaned my knee up better, and looked it over. He asked me like, five times, whether I was worried about scarring, and I gave him the same answer- I even pointed out that my other knee had a scar, so why not have a matching set? Lol. So we made small talk, and he asked me how old I was, which I answered truthfully. I'm 21, soon to be 22. So he bandages up my knee, just as another med officer came in. The med officer asked how my knee was. The paramedic's answer?

"Well, she opted not to get stitches. That's her decision, she's old enough that I can't do anything about that."

...

WHA-HUH?!?!?!?!

So yeah. I was totally lost and clueless. Lol. He was apparently hinting to me that I should get stitches by asking about scars, and it TOTALLY went over my head. ^__^;;;;;; But it's alright, at that point, I was going to worry about it. I was already bandaged up and ready to go. It'll just scar more than it would have with stitches, and it'll take twice as long to heal. >.< Lol.

But hey. I got out of paintball! *snickers* Ooops? So yeah. Totally channeling Usagi there. Don't ya love me! Ja ne minna-san!

I guess I haven't updated in awhile... Oops? Lol. I've just been pretty busy with camp. Because yeah, definately busy. ^__^;; But here's an update on how my life's running about now!

This week and next week both, I've got kids, and they're a great bunch! One of them was actually here for the first two weeks, and came back. HE'S an interesting one, let me tell you. Lol. Definately very independent and competitive. The TSTers (my kids, TST stands for Teen Service Team) have this game going on called Darts. Basically, you call someone's name, and when they look at you, you pretend to shoot a dart at them through your hands. Think bamboo stick in your hands. Then they 'die' and have to lay on the ground till someone revives them by touching their neck. The only way to protect yourself is to hold both your hands up in front of your neck. Constantly. And it's REALLY funny to see these high school kids running around the dining hall with both hands blocking their neck. Mark (the return kid) is really good at this game. I managed to get him once so far. Lol. And *knocks on wood* no one's gotten me yet.

This past week has been ABSOLUTELY insane. We didn't have normal campers last week (except for TST), and instead had a bunch of groups bringing in their own people and using the camp. And... the schedule never stayed the same from one minute to the next. So, working in the dining hall was absoute insanity, because we never knew when the next group was coming in to eat! GAH! Talk about pulling out your hair!

Also, I went to see Ratatouille last night. I liked it better than I thought I would. I honestly didn't want to go see it, but it was a majority rules kind of thing, and I NEEDED to get off camp grounds. Being stuck here is driving me crazy, lol. Worse than being stuck on campus ever did. ^__^;;;; But it wasn't a bad movie, although I wouldn't really watch it again. It was cute.

And, oh yeah, one last thing about last week. I lived...... IN A TENT! One of the groups who came in and took over the camp... forced ALL the activity staff out of our cabins and into tents. *makes low growling sounds* I get to move back into my cabin today, thank the Lord. Because I don't know if I could handle another night of no electricity and bugs and mice. Because there's definately mice. They ate some of my food. Grrr.

But that's about it, I think. Yup, long update. Lol. But hey, what do you expect! Ja ne minna-san!

PS... I missed the new Anita Blake book! T.T And I can't read it here at camp! T.T;;;;;;;;;;;; *sobs*

Not a good day. Not in the least. I REALLY don't want to be working in the kitchens here. I didn't want to really work in the kitchen to begin with, and after today..... Yeah, not.

I work in the kitchen with a varied crew. I have one big boss, Christy, who is residential staff here at camp. I have four co-workers who are Springhill Camp staff, like me- living in the cabins, working with the kids, paid weekly, etc. Then, I have several co-workers who are strictly kitchen staff. Christy wasn't here today, and I had problems with both the other kinds of staff. Problems enough to make me cry with the mood swings I'm going through.

First, is Kristin. She's one of the Springhill staffers. We live in the same cabin, we work the same shifts this week, and she pretty much hates me. She hasn't said it, but I can tell from the way she acts around me. So today, after breakfast, I was wrapping up the fruit bowls in saran wrap to stick back into the fridge till tomorrow. Now, I'm standing by the kitchen staff bathroom, and I REALLY have to go. Every so often, I check the door- but it's locked. I'm trying to finish the fruit, but I'm dancing around, waiting for the person to come out... It's taking FOREVER! Finally, I can't stand it. With one bowl left to wrap, I literally SPRINT out of the kitchen to the public bathroom. When I come back and look for the fruit to finish... Kristen's standing in the fridge with the fruit, and she starts yelling at me for leaving it uncovered. She'd been standing there watching me wrap it! She'd seen me try the bathroom several times, she'd seen me dancing around, and she'd seen me RUN for the restroom. So I tried telling her, I'm sorry, I had to go, I couldn't wait any longer, I tried to finish it. And she only continues to berate me about how I should've taken time to finish it, I should've been able to wait, I shouldn't've left them unwrapped.

I wanted to throttle her. I wanted to... I was so angry, and upset that she was treating me like I was some idiot who'd totally neglected my job. I forced myself to be nice, say sorry, and walk away.... It even worked for awhile. But eventually, I had to say something. So I walked over and asked nicely, "Can I ask you a question? Could you please not yell at me for going to the bathroom?" I was nice, reasonable, holding onto my anger... and the ... </i>woman</i>... just started berating me again. I forced myself again to walk away quietly, trying to contain my anger and not happy-ness.

So later, I went to Mark. He's strictly kitchen staff, our main cook, and at the time, he was in charge. So I told him what happened, and he said that no one's supposed to yell at anyone, and to take it up with Christy. Then.... at lunch, it happened. We had grilled cheese and tomato soup for lunch. About halfway through the first group's lunch, he decided to take away the soup. I thought he wanted to save some for the second lunch group, so I suggested that we just cover it up. His response? "Don't you dare start to piss me off to. You just shut up, I've been working here for blahblah years, and I don't need you trying to tell me what to do, etc, etc, etc..."

I couldn't handle it at that point. Mark had been the nice one. He knew that I had already had a problem with people yelling at me earlier, and he'd even been nice about it and told me that nobody was supposed to yell at people, etc... And now he was all but cursing me out. All I had done was make a suggestion, dagnabit! And to top it all off... it's the moody-time. So I just darted outside, trying not to cry... and failing spectacularly.

And of course, my feet have been killing me all day, and then my sunburned back started to hurt, and I don't ever want to set foot in the kitchen again, right now. Except to eat. And to talk to Christy. Because I WILL be talking to Christy. I refuse to sit quietly and take this.... stuff. No cursing. At church camp... No cursing... At church camp... *makes a mantra out of it* Although I was sorely tempted each time I walked by Mark after I composed myself and headed back inside to finish my shift.


But yeah. Glad to be out of the kitchen. And I'm going horseback riding with campers at 5:30. YAY!!!!!

COMPUTER SWEET COMPUTER!!!!!! INTERNET SWEET INTERNET!!!!!


Yup... I'm excited. There's computer's in the staff lounge. And they have internet connection. YAY!!!!! So here I am! And I'll be able to make update on how the summer's going. Not much else, but check mail, but hey! At least I'll have semi-access! That's just fantastic.

Camp is going wonderfully so far! It's been a total blast. I currently look like a lobster, simply because I forgot sunscreen. Can we say ouch? But It's alright, I'm still alive. Working in the kitchen is actually pretty fun. I love to cook, so it all works out. Then, when the campers get here on Sunday (it's just been staff training so far), I'll be assigned to a group of TSTers (or high schoolers) to hang out with when I'm not in the kitchen. There's a great group of people here, and I love them. Everyone's very supportive. I'm also getting to work on my relationship with God, and I'm really excited about that was well. I needed this. I was starting to draw away from Him. Not necessarily by rebelling, or doing anything wrong... just by not putting effort into my Christianity. So yayness for camp.

I don't have much time. This is my lunch break (the only time that the staff lounge ISN'T crowded), and I need to make sure I actually eat. If I don't eat, it will be baaaaaaaaaaad later, when I'm running around doing stuff. Lol. So hi. And expect the occaissional outburst from me. YAY!

Okay. Official notice. I'm leaving. Tomorrow. For the summer.

I got the job. I've been wrestling with it for over a week, because even after they told me I was hired, they didn't give me ANY information. I kept calling trying to find things out, and they never returned my calls. But I found out today that I have to be at camp by 11 AM tomorrow. Bleh. Mornings suck. OH well. Lol.

So I'm leaving tomorrow and not coming back till August. I think I'm going to die without my computer. *laughs* But seriously. A summer without computer access. Without internet. Without RPGs. Without all my friends. It's going to be... interesting. Don't be surprised if when I return, I'm fit for Cherry Hollow. *laughing*

I'm gonna miss everyone! That includes Amped crew, Rozenkreuz crew, and everyone!

And it's totally not fair that I'm suddenly getting inspiration for a new Amped char... *beats back the muses... gets beaten back by a few* Ouch. *rubs head* Merry hits hard. ^__^;;;;;;

Once more, I'd like to ask for prayers from anyone who believes. I'm going to need it this summer. Lord knows I'm not the model Christian. I try to be a good Christian, but I don't succeed... Not always, not nearly. So keep me in prayers please, and I'll keep all my friends in mine as well. Love you all!!!!!

Okay... Maybe I'm reading too much into this... but I am highly amused by the fact that in this new game I'm playing, FLYFF (Fly For Fun), the Leader guy for the Mercenary class (the fighting type people) is named Mustang, while the Leader dude for the Assist class (the magic type people) is named Elic Eward.

Let me also add the fact that when I saw the name Mustang to begin with, I was amused. Then, when I clicked on the assist dude, I didn't read 'Elic Eward,' my mind automatically read 'Elric Edward.' So go figure. Lol. Color me amused.

Name Game
Congratulations! You and your S.O. are pregnant with septuplets!

Septuplet #1
If you were born between January and June... it's a girl.
If you were born between July and December... it's a boy.

Naming:
FN (first name) = Must begin with the letter V
MN (middle name) = Must have only three letters

Viggo Ean
When I saw Viggo on the names list, I couldn't help myself... I heart me some Viggo. Lol. For the other name, Ean, it means 'God is Gracious,' just the same as my first name does.

Septuplet #2
If your eyes are brown... it's a girl.
If your eyes are any other color... it's a boy.

Naming:
FN = Shakespearean
MN = name of your favorite author

Frederick William
Frederick from "As You Like It" would be in honor of my uncle and cousin, Fred. The baby's nickname would be Freddio, which is what I've called my cousin my entire life. William, after William Shatner, laugh as you may. Because there was no way I would name my son Laurell. Lol

Septuplet #3
If your age is an odd number... it's a boy.
If your age is an even number... it's a girl.

Naming:
FN = Must begin with the second letter of your mother's name.
MN = Must begin with the first letter of your father's name.

Aiden Jonathon
For some reason, I've always liked the name Aiden, so there it is. Jonathon means 'God has given.'

Septuplet #4
If you own a cat... it's a girl.
If you don't own a cat... it's a boy.

Naming:
FN = Name of a city/town
MN = Your favorite teacher's last name

Alexandria Tracy
Simple enough, I guess. Alexandria is about the only feminine city I can think of, and Tracy is Homer's last name. Long live Homer, my favorite slacker professor! Lol

Septuplet #5
If you are an only child... it's a boy.
If you have siblings... it's a girl.

Naming:
FN / MN = Go here (http://www.dadcafe.co.uk/resources/baby-name-generator.php), select the correct gender, and use both names given.

Mei Annabelle
Okay, okay, okay... so I selected both English and Japanese. Lol. But I like what came out.

Septuplet #6
Flip a coin.
If it's tails... it's a boy.
If it's heads... it's a girl.

Naming:
FN = Something relating to nature
MN = First name of a favorite gender-appropriate literary character

Jasmine Serenity
Okay, an odd combination... I know. But Jasmine is a flower, and the name is just pretty... and noone said that the literary character couldn't be from manga. ^_____^;;

Septuplet #7
If your birthday is 1-16 ... it's a girl.
If your birthday is 17-31... it's a boy.

Naming:
FN = Must be four syllables
MN = A color

Katalina Violette
After some searching, I decided that I liked Katalina... and her nickname will be koneko. *grins* And Violette... well, I did the best I could. Lol

Well, I finally made up my mind this week, about something I've been debating for awhile. I think I feel a lot better about it. I completely 360'd on my major. I am no longer a theatre edu major with minors in english ed and music. I am now a double major- english ed and creative writing- with a certificate in Japanese. I feel... satisfied, I guess. Although William would disagree with me, because he for some reason thinks I'm perfect, I just don't have the talent to act. I used to think I did. But I was wrong. When I looked at myself, and looked at the other theatre people... I just can't do it. Besides, English is easier. English is my forte. Writing especially. So go me. Yay. ^_____^

Well, the past few days have certainly been eventful. In many ways. Not all of them good. *makes a face*

Had to move out Friday night. I thought I had till Sat to move, so I was behind and not as ready as I should have been. We didn't get back to Cinci till six in the morning. it was horrible. And I was horribly sick. I'm almost over that now, still hacking up a lung occaissionally, but much better than I was then. So got home and went straight to bed. Then dad got me up around two and we headed to Grandma's, and spent some time with the family for Mother's day. Spent the night even though everyone left, then went to visit Mom where she was working a Tupperware booth, and shopped. Drove home, then Mom and I drove out to Indiana. She had to drop off some Tupperware, and we were going to see my Aunt and Uncle, but it didn't work out. So we drove back home, and here I am the next day.

We have a new kitten at home. His name is Titan and he is the fiestiest little bratling you've ever seen... but he's adorable. Yay, my other hand's free! He's currently sleeping on my lap. This is the first time I've ever seen him calm. He gets EXTREMELY hyper late at night... and attacks you in bed. and he's always attacking and pouncing something... even if there's nothing there. But he's so cute... and he just snuggled back up and reclaimed my other hand. Back to one handed typing. Shoot. Now he claimed my right hand. I'm not nearly as proficient with my left. Guess that's it for now then. Ja ne!

Okay... I'm going to ask for prayer, please. I have a job interview in the morning, to be a church camp counselor. I want this job SOOOOO much. More than I can really put into words. I've been a volunteer counselor before, and- it was just unbelievable. To me, there is nothing in the world more satisfying than helping lead someone to Christ... To seeing someone babtized, and knowing that you helped them get to that point.

I've prayed myself, and pleaded to the Lord to get this job. I've also prayed that His will be done. If I don't get this job, let it be His will... but I hope and pray that I do get the job.

But please. If you have faith, or believe in the Lord God, please pray for me.

*clings*

My phone is posessed. I was sitting, quite innocently, at my computer, reading a fic, and the phone... *beeped*. I jumped, it's the beep it makes when like, you set it on its cradle, or we have a message waiting, or you're pressing a button to dial a number... and I stared at it- and it beeped again! And just kept beeping! So slowly, fearfully, I stood and went over to it... The screen was glowing green, like a button had just been pushed. And it beeped, and the screen blinked like a button had been pushed. And it did it... sporadically, no rhyme or reason, over and over it...

I ran. Into Nea's room. Because she's my suitemate, and Jess was asleep, and I was FREAKED. I found out that when I'm afraid, I laugh kind of hysterically, as I told her what happened. And she was on the phone with her beau, Collin, so told him. So I hid out in her room for a moment, as she seemed a little freaked at the thought, and told me to shut the door. I ventured back through the bathroom into my room again a few times- the thing kept beeping. Not always. Just, when you got closer to it, it beeped faster!

Nea finally came in with me, to check on the phone. It would beep...... then she took a step forward, and BeeP! And another step closer... Beep Beep! and when she finally made it all the way over to it, staring the thing in the face, it went BEEPBEEPBEEP and Off! We bolted back into her room and regrouped. It was friggin FREAKY!

Mind you. I live across a parking lot from a cemetary. A HUGE cemetary. A cemetary where someone was just buried today. I look out the window beside my desk, and there's a cemetary staring back at me. I'm resolutely refusing to lift the blinds and look, at the moment, because I'm almost afraid of what would be looking back at me.

So yeah. Something was playing with my phone. And when Nea and I finally gathered the courage to come back in and take the phone off its cradle- it stopped. Apparently, we took away its toy.

I hate ghosts. They're scary. I already have to deal with the family ghost, Mr. Peabody, who steals things for fun. I don't NEED a ghost who likes to play with my phone... *shudders*

You know, I was just watching a program on discovery channel, because it just happened to be on. Normally, I would never have watched a show called "Babies, Babies Everywhere," but... Well, It was on in the background and of course, I can't have a TV on and NOT watch it, so.... It was about couples who had had multiple children, like triplets, and quintuplets. And watching it just made me realize exactly how much I REALLY do want children.

They were so adorable, and cute, and sweet, and I want kids of my own someday so badly. I want lots of kids, I want to raise a big family, and be a mother. I want to raise a family with William. He'll be such a great dad, I don't care if he doubts himself, he'll be wonderful! If there's going to be a bad parent, lol, it'll be me. ^__^;;; I'll be the mom who spoils her kids, and doesn't send them to bed on time, and all things like that. But I want a family!

YAY!!!! I didn't completely bomb my Japanese test!!! Go me!!!! *dances around all excitedly like*

I was so sure I was going to completely bomb the test I just took... but I studied, and the way the test was set up, I was able to do fairly well! At the very least, I passed, so yay! Definately cause for celebration. *dances around happily*