Feeling Weird

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I promise to start writing again once I get back into the semester grove.  

For now I'll say that:  Art to Art is going well (Elisabeth and I have made neat, laminated schedules using clip art she found), my fish are growing by the hour, Stephanie is finally back in our lives, Jenna's got a boyfriend, I cut David's hair really, really, really short, my hair is growing at the speed of light, I'm still working on applications for graduate school, yesterday I started throwing on the wheel again and got back into the swing of things, there is already a lot of dried clay on my pants (which looks like mud and dirt to normal people I walk by on campus), my sculpture came back from Denver undamaged, I really like my art history teacher, I had to drop my installation class (sad :( face) for fear that it would interfere with my honors thesis, I feel very prepared for this semester, this blog is one year old (not today, I missed it's birthday), I missed Irina's "birthday" too, Jenna and Alexa got into NCUR which means Stephanie and I have the apartment all to ourselves for a few days in the future, I went to the gym yesterday and ran three miles very quickly, the ping pong tables were taken so I couldn't play yesterday, I can't wait until next weekend because I get to go home and celebrate my favorite holiday (Chinese New Year), I got a new kazoo after my other new kazoo was busted from me blowing/humming too hard into it, I'm waiting to watch a documentary I found in the library on noodling (bare-handed catfishing), and I'm finally taking piano lessons (I think I found my teacher on wikipedia).

Okay, I lied.

I acknowledge the fact that it has been less than 24 hrs since my last post and here I am, again, posting.  But, in my defense, I am sitting in the lounge talking with my new friends!  Anyway, I just wanted to tell everyone that I am having an awesome Saturday.  We spent the majority of today at the lake on the beach.  I tore up the volleyball sand court with some pretty rusty moves I remembered from middle school gym classes and covered my feet in sand (I also cut my knee while diving for a ball).  Then I got a little sunburnt while I waited in line for tubing.  Other, more coordinated folk went wake-boarding (I was too scared to try it out).  

Tonight, the entire Camp Royall team is going out for a night in Chapel Hill.  We'll be dining someplace tasty after which we will be set loose to roam the city and do as we please.  Some people might go to a movie.  I haven't decided what I'll do yet, but I'm excited.

Love,

Monica

P.S.  Just incase you guys were wondering why my job sounds more like a vacation than an actual job...it's because we are plunging into hardcore training starting tomorrow.  Our campers will, then, come the week after.  Hopefully I'll be ready for them.