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Aight so I went camping. It was pretty rad. Aside from being FREEEEEZING cold every night, it was a lot of fun. I think everyone had a really good time. And we had fewer arguments than usual! I don't know if it's because the boy's family was there or what, but we were definitely more chill. My mom and I got in a tiff once on the car ride home, but that was it! Cha-ching.

Anyways, the whole family bonding thing didn't really go as I had hoped. People sort of went off to do their own thing. Maybe the parents hung out more than I thought, but I barely saw da boy for most of the weekend. I mean, it was fun and all, just not really what I had expected. I think I was hoping for this huge, perfect epiphany that I was completely and totally in love with this guy and our families got along so well, how could I ignore all the signs? But that didn't happen. I was hoping that this weekend would quell my desire to meet new boys, but it didn't. Sigh. I love him with all my heart, but I am just so damn scared.

But, on a lighter and totally cooler note, my 21st birthday is on Thursday! My family and I are gonna sit around the backyard with steamed crabs and beer. Damn, I have turned Southern. With just a little redneck thrown in. Oh well, I'm really fucking excited.


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FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. Just found out one of my friends is in ICU with viral meningitis. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

Gods and Goddesses be with you, Christoph.