Camp has started once again, and this year began with one of the hottest days I've ever had to be outside in, but the rest of the week has been cooler. Children continue to amaze me in both good and bad ways, and I continue to question whether I really want any.

I just finished reading Three Cups of Tea, and it's one of the best stories I've ever read. If you haven't read it, I strongly encourage you to. It rules.

I have too much stuff and I have a really hard time deciding what I want to keep and want to get rid of. Sometimes I just want to get rid of everything, and sometimes I am so damn nostalgic that it hurts. I don't know what to do with my condradicting feelings.

I have recently been very aware that my real life will begin this time next year, and that I will have no health insurance and will have to find a real job, and this scares and excites me. I don't want to do anything with a ton of responsibility next summer. I want to go to California with Amy and Jess and I want to go to Alaska with Jon. I want to have a fun summer, because the last three have always been about working to build a resume or earn credits or to make money.

I think I'll get my teaching credential at a college in Baltimore when I'm done at Wilson. I'd like to convince Amy that living in Baltimore would be fun, because then we could live together. But I have to first convince myself that it would be fun before I can work on convinving her.

My dad said he'd give me $300 toward a new computer, which is awfully nice of him. I'd like an iMac, but those are super expensive. Anyone know of any relatively good laptops that aren't terribly expensive?

I love Jon more than ever.

I started running this week, which is strange because I have never, ever enjoyed running and I haven't ever run voluntarily in my life. But I like feeling a little sore in the mornings when I wake up and improving my cardiovascular endurance is always something I've wanted to do.

When I don't think about starving children in other countries, the fact that world is running out of rescources, and that I don't know what I want to do with the rest of my life, things are
pretty okay!