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"This is the class honor code: If you lie cheat or steal, we'll crucify you!" I like my social studies and english teachers.

Hey, I have a great idea! Lets get up really early, spend an exhausting day lugging your weight in books around a school, and then run three miles up gigantic hills in the heat! And now I have a blister the size of the International Space Station on my heel. At least I have all my classes with at least one person I can stand...

Beginning of July I went to a little camp in the mountains of Tennessee. It really is a nice place, with horses, rock walls, ropes courses etc, but it had a bad infestation of ANNOYING. I spent the first night in my grandma's spider filled cabin, then camp started, and things got interesting. I almost beat up my brother, almost beat up a fat child, rode a horse named Moondance, went white-water tubing, jumped from great heights, learned how to effectively fake speaking Mongolian, and listened to someone confuse Poland with Antarctica. Then I came home and got a phone and two kittens.