Wow, back from camp, it's been two weeks and I had such a great time. I swear, it gets more fun every year. Seriously, I'm going to go back next year as a CIT, fly up from Arizona and I'll crash at a friends house for the week or two between GHS graduation and TT precamp if I have to...
So much to tell you all. I'll categorize it and start with the crap days first (all the bad stuff happened between Friday and Sunday last week) and then tell you all the fun stuff that I can remember. (I wrote down funny quotes!)

First and foremost...

Sydney:
Sydney's gone. It sucks. This covers crap days #'s 2, 3, and 4.
Saturday, most of the campers were gone for the weekend, so Brooke took the ones of us who were left on a hike. Before the hike, Rachel (CIT) told me that Maggie (camp director) said I had to go to admin. and call my mom. I figured it was about the fire (more on that later) and said "I already called her" but Rachel said "I dunno, you have to call her again." So after the hike, I called my mom, and she said, "You know how before you left, Sydney was starting to get sick...she got worse." Shit. Mom had called me just to let me know, because there was a good chance that Syd was going to die before I got home. That was crap day #2.
All of Sunday, I was all nervous and looking around for Maggie, hoping she wouldn't come near me, because I was afraid that she would and that she would tell me I had to go to admin again to call mom, I knew what that would mean. But Sunday night, Maggie stopped by my unit and asked to talk to me, and said, "Your mom called me earlier today..." I said, "Sydney's dead, isn't she" and Maggie just said "Yeah." Crap day #3.
Monday was crap day #4, it wasn't as bad as it could've been, because of my unit's schedule I was pretty busy most of the day, but every now and then when I wasn't thinking about what we were doing, I was all depressed.
It's going to take me a while go get used to this, like, when I came home today, before I went upstairs, I was just thinking that Sydney would be lying on the stairs and I would say hi to her before I went to my room, and then I was like, "Wait a second, she's not there."

Fire at the Jaycee:
This was crap day #1. Friday. My unit was at the arts and crafts building (the Jaycee building) making candles. Only two girls were up at the stove at a time, Jess and Celine were melting and stirring the wax. I was sitting at one of the other buildings, looking at the cactus I had made for my unit's little "show and tell" for Scout's Own that night, and the front of the room suddenly burst in to flame. Worst moment of my life...I don't even remember getting up and running, but I saw the fire and felt the heat of it on my face and arms, hearing everyone around me screaming, I don't even remember if I screamed or not. Running out the back door, everyone was pushing, I tripped and fell and shouted "fuck!" really loud, thinking that the fire was coming out the door right behind us all, and the next second someone was grabbing the back of my arms and somehow pulled me to my feet again. (I didn't find out until hours later that it was Becky who pulled me up, and the way I was thinking then, "saved my life".) Running out on the grass, hearing Jen screaming, "Lianne! Lianne! Where's my sister?" , and thinking that Lianne had been one of the ones near the stove...everyone got out okay, but we were all crying and we were all just in shock. As it turned out, nothing in the room was actually burned but the ceiling, and maitenance fixed that later that day. Two of the girls sprained their ankles, and 3 of the counselors got burned by the wax and had to go to the hospital, but they were back by the end of the day and they were all fine. We were all lucky. We were all thinking, what would have happened if it was a group of little kids in there, instead of us, the oldest group? What if there had been people in the photography room at the time? We got lucky.
What had happened with the fire (it didn't spring out of nowhere) was, the wax was too hot, so someone added cold water to it and the pot of wax decided to explode.
Maggie called all our parents later that day, we were all laughing during the conversations, it was pretty funny the way she worded it. She called it a "slight fire". Granted, it wasn't as bad as it looked, but still...and she said "all the girls were evacuated" as if we didn't have the sense to run away from a fire. That was rather amusing.

The funny quotes:
I'll even be nice and tell you all what was going on and who these people are.

Maggie (camp director) complaining about how it's "never happy news" when she gets paged...
"It's always, 'Maggie, the Ranger wants to talk to you', or, 'Maggie, there's an angry parent on the phone', or, 'Maggie, the Jaycee building is on fire.' It's never, 'Maggie, you've won the lottery', or, 'Maggie, you've won a new car', or, 'Maggie, your brother's wife just gave birth.' It's never happy news."

Maggie: "Beating up Sam is always good. Always makes me feel better."
Sam=kickboxing instructor

Maggie (c.d) trying to cheer me up after crap day #2:
"Want be to throw Brooke in the lake? Would that cheer you up? 'Cause I can hook you up."

They gave us green eggs for breakfast one morning. They bounced.
Brooke: "EGG FIGHT!"


Yeah, okay, I'm tired now and there's still 4 notebook pages of quotes, I'll post it all in another big post later today.