Let's play catch up. Readysetgo!

My cousin and Tadpole are gone. I was sad to see them go, but like a band-aid, I didn't want to do it slowly. We went to Wendy's for breakfast (I know. Shut up.) and then we drove back. I kicked both of them out so no tears would be shed.

Tadpole texts me every day since. He really wants to be my boyfriend. If I'd met him before Patrick, there'd be no question! I'd date him in a heartbeat. He's hilarious and awesome, he makes me laugh all day long and he respects my personal space.

But because of what Patrick and I share, I can't put anyone else before him. It sucks for anyone who happens to be interested in me, because they can't be anything more than second best. That's a terrible thing to say, I know, but it's true.

Patrick and I connected immediately on a completely spiritual level, he's the first and only person I can say that about. Not that there's a problem with warming up to people, but Patrick just fits well with me. He also inspires me to be the person I want to be and supports me where I need it most (in addition to everywhere else).

Saturday at 2pm I'll be reunited with him! I cannot wait. I'm gonna take pictures, if I remember. When I'm with him I just enjoy life. I forget about my phone completely and disconnect, it's so nice.

Besides that, this is my last week of camp! I'm so sad. I'd post pictures of my campers, but that is strictly prohibited. However, I do have a lovely quote from a camper. The first day he comes to camp after crying for 30min, he tells my co-worker that 'when he rides his bike it tickles his penis'. You're welcome.

I brought home raffia from camp!! It would've been thrown away otherwise, so I took it. I wove a basket last night, it's so cute!! There are my christmas presents! And I want to crochet some scarves. Who knows if I'll have the time to make both happen though. But I am super excited.

Monterey is happening! I'm packing already, feeeeelin' good! I'm excited, but I have to pack lots of things first. And one of my roommates is moving into our storage space so I have to pack my clothes in easily collapsible containers. No complaints, though. Moving is exciting!

This is the first time I remember moving somewhere of my own choice! I'll be more excited when I get there, though. 

That's about it! Oh, I wore a shirt I hate for team color day. I hate it because it HALF shows my armpits. I've been going full armpit or none at all for a while, so I was frustrated and feeling self-conscious half my armpit being out, strangely.

We ran around a lot today, I'm tired.