One week left.

Yes, thank God, only one more week. It's not all bad, but just gets boring/tiring/annoying after 7 weeks. I did buy a new computer, finally...1400 bucks worth. This thing is faster than a well planned bank robbery. Anyways, I was supposed to have only 4 kids this previous week...4. Well, God was probably feeling a little bored or something, so instead of another staff, and 2 junior staff, I recieved 3 additional kids, and the other counseler and a junior staff left. So the total was me, junior staff, and seven kids. I was ready to just say "fuck it" to the whole operation. And just to sweeten the deal, one was a clepto. For anyone out there that doesn't know what a clepto is, get slapped and then realize it's a person who steals things. His own mother told me, "He can't be trusted." What a way to be. I was so angry, i beat the shit out of the punching bag until my knuckles were to the point of bleeding. Hey, it's better than killing someone...I guess. I was stuck with horse duty for 2 hours a day, but it actually meant backbreaking labor, but they couldn't tell me that, they wanted to suprise me. Luckily, I didn't have to do that much. If i was a gun, and 4-H was a person, I'd shoot them. Even thouggh I think this way now, I'll probably miss it when it's gone for some reason. Maybe because I have to go to college, or wasting the summer isn't cool enough. I think that's about it. Oh yeah, John (scary grizzly fucker), you suck.