Move-In Tomorrow 8/28/2002
I'm so lazy. I wanted to write about my last days at the psych ward, and about the last days of camp, but just didn't. I just didn't feel like spending the last days of my summer vacation on the computer. So, I will write the Cliff Notes version of what went on, and then just expand on it later.
Psych Ward: Awesome as usual. On Wednesday some Brownie Troop came over and we made some crafts. I think CLOS and MCHL were the most popular. MCHL is the cuite five year-old and CLOS is this eleven year-old who's going to be breaking some major hearts when he gets older.
Little One is back...he's the four year-old. I have no idea why he's back. I love the kids in there, but once they leave, I don't want them coming back. Anyway, I found out that Little One smacked his little brother with a pillow, who at the time was holding a glass baby bottle. The glass broke, the baby got hurt, and so Little One is back in the ward because his parents need a 'break.'Now A) why where the kids left alone that this could take place? and B) If the parents need a break so bad, then why'd they even have Little One in the first place??? But I digress. The last day I got a chocolate good-bye cake, a picture colored by CLOS with signatures on the back from everyone on the ward. Plus, Ronald, who has a mild obsession with the Wizard of Oz, gave me a plastic Cowardly Lion. It was cute, since I seem to need courage anyway...
In camp I got $550 in tips. A couple of parents stiffed me, but most were awesome. I even got two possible baby-sitting jobs over vacations :o)
I'm in my hotel right now. I was crying in my room before, but now I'm OK. I'm going home in nine days, so it shouldn't be too bad. It also helps that I'm up here with John and Dad, so I tend to be less emotional. I move in tomorrow. It's 9:15 pm, but I don't want to go to sleep just yet. It seems like the more I put it off, the farther away August 29th will be.
Later
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