Chilli

That was the name of my section in camp.
My group was named Chilli TooDoo!
Inside joke for 3/8-ers.

I had the most awesome time in camp.
I really didn't want to leave.
My trainer was the best trainer in the world!

Tons of people cried on the last day.
I saw this girl hugging her fraternal twin brother.
She was crying so much!

Even Trainer Daniel cried!
I almost wanted to cry too when I saw him crying.
I miss camp.
I honestly do.
I want to go back so much.

At one time,
I covered my face in my hands,
and went like: "HeHan!"
Then I walked over to Hehan,
and covered my face in his chest.
He was like hugging me back and he patted my head sweetly.
I can't stop thinking about the hug.
It doesn't mean anything, of course.
He's just a friend.

But that made me realize something.
Not all boys are a* holes.
In fact, most of the ones I know are sweet, kind and so sensitive.
No matter how much they try to hide it by acting all macho,
I've seen that side of them before.

Even though my boys won't ever see this journal ever,
considering they don't even know about Mibba,
I just want to tell them that I love them.
They are the sweetest boys I can ever hope to meet,
and I know one day,
they will be perfect husbands to one lucky woman, each.

For right now,
I'm just praying that things won't really go back to normal when school starts.
I'm hoping camp has affected everybody,
as it has affected me.
I am way sure that 3/8 is going to be much more united than 2/9.

P.S: Pictures will be posted soon enough. :001: