Camp Comfort

02

Awkward Hello's

I think I'm going to explode; literally.

If I have to count how many outfits, or socks, or if I have enough underway to last me while I'm gone, one more time; I'm going to explode.

For the past 2 hours, I had been packing- or I suppose the more accurate description would be frantically running round like a mad man, literally throwing clothes into a case that I know eventually I will have to take out because they won't fit- for camp.

After a lengthy discussion with Annie, my mother concluded that we had to arrive at the camp- which is 4 hours away- in 6 hours.

That meant I had two hours to pack everything up and leave.

To say I was stressing a little, would be an understatement- I was one missing sock away from turning into the Incredible Hulk.

Once my mother was off the phone she decided to come help me, informing me of the plans as we jogged around my room.

I soon found that, because I was going to be a counsellor, I- along with the other 30 odd counsellors- had to be there a week before the children arrive.

In that week we would be introduced to our positions; whether that be life guard or cabin counsellor or activity manager. As well as, meet the group of people we would be spending the summer with; according to this camp, they relied on a buddy system.

A buddy system, usually only for the kids, meant that it would pair individuals up to assist in their mutual safety in general. Apparently this camp makes the counsellors do it as well.

Basically that meant I would be stuck, either living, or over all just spending every minute of the day with someone I barely knew.

This could end one of two ways; amazingly or horribly- Plausibly the latter.

I say that because I'm not the most sociable person on the planet; as much as I try, it's just programmed into me to be awkward as fudge.

So instead of being worried for myself, as I were at the start, I began to worry for the poor soul who would have to deal with my awkward advances at being friends.

Regardless of my mothers countless lies that I would be fine, I began wondering whether this is definitely a good idea.

But after a good 20 minutes of inner debate, I decided to suck it all up and go; there was no way I was passing up an opportunity like this.

So that's what I'm doing- I'm leaving, right now.

"Mom, I'll be fine. If it makes you feel any better, you could always just get Andy's-" The head of camp, also known as Annie's inside man. "- number off of Annie."

Did I forget to mention that, not only will there be no service, but we aren't allowed our phones?

They believe that modern technology ruins the whole 'camping experience'. Personally I think that's bull, but it's not like I could do much with my phone anyway- I mean there's no service hence no internet.

Without all that it's just a glorified camera.

"I know but that doesn't help the gnawing sense in the pit of my stomach; something doesn't feel right." She confessed, scrunching her face up as if she were in pain.

"Mom, you were the one who encouraged me to do this is the first place, and now you want me to forget about it? Besides, I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself. I have camping experience in case you forgot." I remind her, hurdling my cases into the trunk.