After hours of listening to the counselors go on and on about the importance of getting along with our camp mates, Henry decided that he wanted to give us a unique experience.

All that meant was that he took us deep into the woods and we sat in a circle around him while he showed us his "incredible invention."

It looked like some sort of lame science project! Seriously I didn't have a clue what he was talking about; much less what an astrophy-whatever was.

He droned on and on, apparently not noticing that I couldn't have cared less about what he was talking about.

All I could think about was how I wished I was somewhere else... like with Brett.

Yeah, I know... I'll just keep dreaming.

Finally... mercifully... he finished and I applauded along with everyone else, only because I was so glad that he finally shut up. Well that and I didn't want to look lame. Not that I cared an ounce what these losers thought of me.

"All right troops, chow time is at precisely 1200 hours, so move it!"

I rolled my eyes at his lame attempt at humor and prayed that I wouldn't be subjected to his so called comedy act all summer long.
At this rate, I'd go insane before the fourth of July.

A group of campers rushed past me, eager to eat what Camp Firewood thought of as edible food. Ugh... I'd rather eat firewood!

I decided to go back to the cabin to get some peace and quiet but my stomach had other ideas.

Reluctantly, I chose to go to the cafeteria that looked worse than the cabin I was forced to remain a prisoner in.

After filling my tray with stuff that looked only about halfway edible, I found a seat at the furthest table I could find. Hopefully this would give people the hint that I wanted to be left alone.

Miraculously it seemed to be working. Kids and counselors walked right past me, not even bothering to look in my direction.

Maybe people weren't as dense as I thought.

"Mind if I join you?"

Or maybe they were even more so.