That is, until my "age" group became counselors this year. To be a counselor at an American Camp Association camp, one needs to have graduated high school. Even though I am 18, I still can't be a counselor. I was offered to chance to be a junior counselor [for the third time] but I just couldn't make my parents pay so much money to have me do the job of a counselor. Last summer, I taught dance class, worked in the office, and gave tours of the camp. I am more than qualified to be a counselor, but not being one would be so sad. I am too old [emotionally] to be a camper, so I decided to stay home for the first time in nine years. It's hard to explain, but this camp's staff has been my family, the campus my home. I truly love everyone there, and not going has caused me so much heartbreak. It was at this camp that I learned the value of acceptance, friendship, love and even how to sing, dance, and act [it's a theater camp]. I had "the talk" at camp. I found my lifelong best friends at camp. It breaks my heart to be away from it his summer.
I guess there are some things in life that you have to outgrow at some point, and accepting that is way sadder than I ever expected it to be. I spent my entire life trying to grow up faster but now I only wish I was eight years old again, going to camp for the first time. Growing up comes with so much more work than I ever thought. I wanted a convertible and tons of friends and a hot body and a boyfriend and perfect hair. What do I have? Well, definitely not the hot body I dreamed of. I have college applications, summer reading, a job, and frizzy hair. I have stress, not a boyfriend. I have responsibilities, not a ton a friends. I also have a passion for journalism, fashion, and English class. I have a good taste in music and books and movies. At a young age, those are things I never expected for myself, but I'm glad I have them.
Camp is one of those experiences that make up who I am, and that's something no one can take away from me. It has made me into the adult I am.
|the hands-down most influential woman in my life. her hobbies include being allergic to things, pretending to hate me, actually hating me, and buying strange exercise equipment.|
|one of my best camp friends and I. we were roommates at age nine and have been friends ever since.|
|my friends Jaye and Jamie [now that I'm 18, Jamie and I can be real friends!]|
|Jenna and I have been going to camp together since the beginning. she is a counselor now! how crazy|
|Samara [granddaughter of the owner, musical theater extraordinaire]. she doesn't know it, but I look up to her so much. she has to be one of the most talented people I know.|
|my first counselor, Melissa, and I. we still talk regularly.|
|a [slightly embarrassing] candid of my lifelong best friend Rebecca and I. we still have sleepovers.|
|one of my favorite counselors Brittany and I. she has a toddler, and is now responsible for a family, not a bunch of preteens.|