Alas, dear reader, I am still stuck in middle-of-nowhere Maine at a camp that should be renamed a prison. I am spending my sleep-deprived days watching over 12 demonic oompa loompas and I'm afraid I still don't like it.
I really am trying, promise! The fact of the matter is that I absolutely hate this godforsaken place and I have a continuous countdown until I get the hell out. When I was offered other jobs right before I left, I should have taken them. WHY DIDN'T I TAKE THEM?
Well, no good is going to come from me sitting here complaining. So, I hope all of you are having wonderful summers. Fortunately, my torture should continue to provide some entertainment.
Today's fun fact: A girl asked me to "fetch her soup." I spit my salad out and then replied, "Not in a million years."
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