we learn to say goodbye

i might have actually enjoyed duke of edinburgh camp if i missed out on school because of it.
instead, i missed out on yr9 farewell/graduation party at church and it ate up my whole weekend.
it was. fun.
not as physically taxing as i expected
i discovered friends i didn't know i had
and that well.. i am quite reasonably liked amongst fellow dofe'rs in our grade :)
we saw a shooting star. that was the first time i ever saw one.
i can't exactly say it was beautiful, but it was pretty freaking awesome.
i made a wish.

just then, i put on my shorts.
either they shrunk a significant amount in the wash, or i've been supersized.
not to mention quite ripped-off.

anyhows. mr man upstairs.
i am very, profusely disappointed.
in everything. and everything. and d*@*#&
i know i'm probably blowing all this out of proportion
but really, that was it for me.
you suck.
and i'm fat.