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25/8/05 02:05 amIt's 2AM! WTF am I still doing up? I swear, Dance Camp can't have screwed up my sleeping schedules that much. I was usually in bed by ten there anyway!
I still haven't done that dance camp post I promised myself. This seems to be my productive period (I even emailed my tutor about the magazine), so off we go!
( Dance Camp is... )
Dance Camp. Brilliant. Complete destress for ten days, independence, co-operation on all fronts, green living, and never being alone if you don't want to be (though if you do want to be it gets a bit harder). Some of the people who go are, yes, nutters, and to be fair I'm far to practical to appreciate the whole spiritual side of it, and the sharings (always hated those, but we were lucky to get a circle of knew people this year and avoided having any) and so on. I just like running around like a mad thing for a bit, and the fact that when it takes half an hour to boil water life slows down to a very manageable pace. I seem to have picked up a lot more confidence this year, which was great. I approached people I didn't know, I danced like a mad thing (I keep meaning to see what I looked like in the mirror here, but I haven't got around to it. It's nice to maintain the illusion that I looked cool, for once) and, well, I didn't quite wander around naked in the showers, but more so than I used to.
And I lost weight, which was cool. Now to keep it off. Pity the healthy diet's already crashed out of the window. I'll just have to keep up with the walking.
Since I've got back, mum and harry have already left, chloe and her boyfriend spent all day in bed together, I finally learnt the name of the guy I've known for years and even goes to York too, and I gave myself nasty blisters walking to gford and back, but had a very nice icecream.
I still haven't done that dance camp post I promised myself. This seems to be my productive period (I even emailed my tutor about the magazine), so off we go!
( Dance Camp is... )
Dance Camp. Brilliant. Complete destress for ten days, independence, co-operation on all fronts, green living, and never being alone if you don't want to be (though if you do want to be it gets a bit harder). Some of the people who go are, yes, nutters, and to be fair I'm far to practical to appreciate the whole spiritual side of it, and the sharings (always hated those, but we were lucky to get a circle of knew people this year and avoided having any) and so on. I just like running around like a mad thing for a bit, and the fact that when it takes half an hour to boil water life slows down to a very manageable pace. I seem to have picked up a lot more confidence this year, which was great. I approached people I didn't know, I danced like a mad thing (I keep meaning to see what I looked like in the mirror here, but I haven't got around to it. It's nice to maintain the illusion that I looked cool, for once) and, well, I didn't quite wander around naked in the showers, but more so than I used to.
And I lost weight, which was cool. Now to keep it off. Pity the healthy diet's already crashed out of the window. I'll just have to keep up with the walking.
Since I've got back, mum and harry have already left, chloe and her boyfriend spent all day in bed together, I finally learnt the name of the guy I've known for years and even goes to York too, and I gave myself nasty blisters walking to gford and back, but had a very nice icecream.