from summer camp – day one

Dear Mother…And Father…whose real name escapes my mind.

I have not killed Moriah yet…she is still alive, (I don’t know how…*Chuckles*) Caswell is Great…(Generic thing to say…I know). We still have money for fast food on the way back from Caswell, and we only have used four bucks for slushies.

Overall, I am a Chaperone of Weasel, aka as Ricky calls it, “I’m Weasel’s Caretaker.”

Moriah, as far as I can tell, is having a good time. She hangs with Jenna a good chunk of the time…or so I can tell. I don’t talk to her much…(not cause I’m ignoring her presence, but just cause I keep my eye on weasel…not her).

I have made 56 girlfriends…and yet, I don’t have the ability to keep up with that many girls. Talking to all of them is very difficult…but I’m doing my best.

Love and Miss You Guys…

(P.S. I don’t know when I will be able to message you again in this Internet Cafe. Check Twitter for more details of what I think of Caswell’s internet cafes with coffee.)

Loved…

Moriah And Some Guy named Daniel

Submitted by J. S. on August 2, 2012

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