And annie types...and types...and types....i'm a leader at this camp in the summer, and its an all girls camp, and normally we like all stay at my house kuz my mom is the head of it, but this year we went camping at fdr state park. yeah like 30 girls camping. and it rained. and a lot of the tents flooded and we had to run around in the rain like getting stuff out of the tents and switching it to hte dry tents and it was quite and experience because we ended up with two groups in my tent so there were like 12 people at least in this tent and it was like wow squished lol. it was fun though. like there were a bunch of younger girls and few older girls and my friend caylor came and it was really fun, and we had to cook over an open fire which was really an experience. for future reference, it takes like ten minutes to cook one side of a piece of toast on an open fire when you're using a coffee can as stove lol. and if you put potatoes and some meat and carrots and lots of salt and pepper into a fire wrapped in foil, it comes out good. especially if your starving lol. and you soon discover that it doesn't matter what you look like when your in the middle of the woods with a bunch of girls. i'm talking to my friend john on the phone, and im listening to kelly clarkson. i love kelly clarkson. if i don't have my kelly clarkson every day then the day isn'g good lol.
posted by Annie @ 4:13 PM
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At 8:40 AM,
Hope said…
Your friend John?
I wish you could hear my tone right now...not cool to be talking to guys on the phone that aren't Hopey-approved...I think you should have your hair short. It suits you, it looks really good that way. But I will support you 100% if you want to grow it long, dear. I'll give you tips :)
Here's a poem about hair that will make you laugh:
"Never shall a young man,
Thrown into despair
By those great honey-colored
Ramparts at your ear,
Love you for yourself alone
And not your yellow hair."
"But I can get a hari-dye
And set such color there,
Brown, or black, or carrot,
That young men in despair
May love me for myself alone
And not my yellow hair."
"I heard an old religious man
But yesternight declare
That he had found a text to prove
That ony God, my dear,
Could love you for yourself alone
And not my yellow hair."
"I heard an old religious man
But yesternight declare
That he had found a text to prove
That only God, my dear,
Could love you for yourself alone
And not your yellow hair."
hehe
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