July 6th:
Tonight is my last night here in Stoneybrook before I leave for Camp Mohawk! I can't wait to get away from everything here- school, ex- boyfriends and okay, even my Mom. Not that Mom's not great, but as the fall approaches (and in the retail business fall begins approaching in June), mom gets stressed about what clothing lines to bring into her boutique. Personally I don't think Mom would have any trouble no matter what she brings in, because my mom's boutique, "Fresh", is one of the hottest stores in Stoneybrook, but she doesn't believe me.
The one thing I can't escape from at camp is my diabetes. It really sucks, you know, that I can't ever escape that. No matter what, unless science finds a cure, I will always be stuck with it. It doesn't usually give me much trouble, except for the hassle of shots and checking my sugar levels, but when you're at summer camp you want to have fun, escape from that, and sometimes the regimentation of diabetes put as a damper on that.
This year, I will be counselor, which means that I have to set an example for my campers and be responsible. One way I can do that, is by taking care of my Diabetes so that can have the energy to give my all to my campers. LAST time I was at Mohawk (two years ago) I got poison ivy and pink eye and a whole bunch of other stuff, so I wasn't much of a CIT. I was barely ever in my cabin, I spent most of the two weeks in the Infirmary. Mom and Dad wanted me to come home, but I refused to. My favorite charge, Charlotte Johanssen, was there that year too, but she was incredibly homesick and decided not to come back this year. Too bad, I really love Char and I was miss her a lot.
Mom and Dad. That's another thing. Last time I was at Mohawk, I was living in New York and Mom and Dad were still together. Now they're divorced, and Mom has taken back her maiden name, Spencer. I live with Mom, although I see Dad a lot on holidays and weekends. Camp Mohawk is actually in upstate New York, so when I'm there I will be closer to where Dad is, then Mom. Hang on.
Sigh. Mom just came in and asked if had everything for camp. By "everything" she didn't mean my camp uniform or swimsuit, she meant my Insulin, needles, checking machine and extra granola bars (in case I felt low when the Canteen wasn't open). I told her YES for the hundredth time. I always pack ahead of time ( I was packed two days ago), and we're leaving for camp tomorrow morning. Speaking of the canteen, I'm actually working there this summer. Each of us counselors has a special job at camp, and mine is work at it every morning, except Saturday and Sunday. Claudia is actually working at the canteen too. She works Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings with me, and Sunday afternoons.
Well, it's late and I better get a good night sleep so I'll be ready for camp in the morning! I can't wait to be on this bus heading off to camp, with mom calling behind me "Have fun and be careful!".
Luv,
Stacey
Tonight is my last night here in Stoneybrook before I leave for Camp Mohawk! I can't wait to get away from everything here- school, ex- boyfriends and okay, even my Mom. Not that Mom's not great, but as the fall approaches (and in the retail business fall begins approaching in June), mom gets stressed about what clothing lines to bring into her boutique. Personally I don't think Mom would have any trouble no matter what she brings in, because my mom's boutique, "Fresh", is one of the hottest stores in Stoneybrook, but she doesn't believe me.
The one thing I can't escape from at camp is my diabetes. It really sucks, you know, that I can't ever escape that. No matter what, unless science finds a cure, I will always be stuck with it. It doesn't usually give me much trouble, except for the hassle of shots and checking my sugar levels, but when you're at summer camp you want to have fun, escape from that, and sometimes the regimentation of diabetes put as a damper on that.
This year, I will be counselor, which means that I have to set an example for my campers and be responsible. One way I can do that, is by taking care of my Diabetes so that can have the energy to give my all to my campers. LAST time I was at Mohawk (two years ago) I got poison ivy and pink eye and a whole bunch of other stuff, so I wasn't much of a CIT. I was barely ever in my cabin, I spent most of the two weeks in the Infirmary. Mom and Dad wanted me to come home, but I refused to. My favorite charge, Charlotte Johanssen, was there that year too, but she was incredibly homesick and decided not to come back this year. Too bad, I really love Char and I was miss her a lot.
Mom and Dad. That's another thing. Last time I was at Mohawk, I was living in New York and Mom and Dad were still together. Now they're divorced, and Mom has taken back her maiden name, Spencer. I live with Mom, although I see Dad a lot on holidays and weekends. Camp Mohawk is actually in upstate New York, so when I'm there I will be closer to where Dad is, then Mom. Hang on.
Sigh. Mom just came in and asked if had everything for camp. By "everything" she didn't mean my camp uniform or swimsuit, she meant my Insulin, needles, checking machine and extra granola bars (in case I felt low when the Canteen wasn't open). I told her YES for the hundredth time. I always pack ahead of time ( I was packed two days ago), and we're leaving for camp tomorrow morning. Speaking of the canteen, I'm actually working there this summer. Each of us counselors has a special job at camp, and mine is work at it every morning, except Saturday and Sunday. Claudia is actually working at the canteen too. She works Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings with me, and Sunday afternoons.
Well, it's late and I better get a good night sleep so I'll be ready for camp in the morning! I can't wait to be on this bus heading off to camp, with mom calling behind me "Have fun and be careful!".
Luv,
Stacey
