From Hell To Pure Bliss

Stepping off the bus at Okkie Jooster the first thing rushing through my mind was "I hope I get to sleep with people I know, and people who know me". I then find myself being puled around helping the facilitators unpack the bus and watching everyone settle in. I hear a voice in the distance shouting my name. When I looked up it was Erin Dejacobs. She had found us a room with 10 other girls... omw! I cat stand having too many girls around me. We all settle in, claim our own space and get to know each other. About 15 minutes later I look up and realize that we no longer 12 girls in the room but now are only 5 surviving girls, and girls I feel comfortable with. Apparently the other seven thought we had Ebola or Aids and requested that Rose open another room for them to move into to. What a start to the perfect bonding experience.

DESPITE the fact that no one wanted to sleep in a room with us our room ended up being PARTY CENTRAL. This honorary title did not come easy. The next morning we were questioned as if in a police station by our facilitators about the loud screams, music, laughter, and  guys that only got to their room the next morning. If having the party room was not bad enough we looked bad because we were only girls in our room and we had majority of the guys in our room partying. Rose already thinks bad about me because she steps into my conversations at the wrong time ALL THE TIME, what does she not think about me now?

We were split into various teams, according to well... I honestly do not know. I was in the red team. This team was filled with big personalities, people that do not understand the concept of whispering and quite competitive souls. These qualities brought nothing but laughter, fun and success while on camp. In competitions we dominated the other groups, this spirit sparked by our Facilitator Brad, who looks as if he would have some strange attack if he ever were to loose a competition or anything in life. This winning streak was not good for all of us because the other teams started giving us looks of death. I thought by the time I get back to my room my bags would be packed and I would have to find new residence. Lucky for me I had accepting roommates.

The camp was the best experience of the year, and I had one interesting year. I got to know many people and understand their moods and feelings now. I know whose buttons to press and what to do to irritate others. I improved my cooking skills with breakfast duty and lunch duty that I was forced to do. But I am happy to report my children will no longer starve in the future. I discovered one of the guys (Brandon Jacobs) has the ability to feel negative entities around him and is a professional at spotting wild life. So if ever you need help in any of these fields please contact him. I can't promise that he will do a great job.

I left the camp with a pair of abs due to the laughter and funny people I spent the weekend with. I guess the camp was not as bad as I thought it would be.