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Problemless with problems
by Rebel Leader
Location: Where angels lose their way...
Age: 22    Sex : M
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Camp 'my house' 9/1/2002
Every summer for about 8 years now, our church has gone to this place called "Camp Lane". It has these wooden house things for people to sleep in and it has a lodge and it's near a stream. We rent it for a weekend consisting of Thursday through Monday. Anyone from our California and Idaho churches are welcome to come if they can afford it, and a lot of them come. It's probably the only time during the year when we can all see each other, since we all know each other (everyone knows everyone in our church, and are much closer to them than anyone not in the chruch). Well, something happened with the scheduling this year. We already had our spot booked, but some group who has gone there for even longer than we have accidentally scheduled some extra days that overlapped into ours, and they have priority, so we had to cancel.

So, we rescheduled for a different, less favorable (for our liking) time, which was a few months later. Well, about 2 weeks before it started, we heard of a forest fire that was far enough away from Camp Lane that it wasn't a threat, but close enough so that the firefighters had to use Camp Lane as their base while they put the fire out. Everyone, including me, already had time off of work and everything. After some thoughtful thoughts (brings back memories of a Thot and Sed poem), we decided to hold "Camp Lane" at our house, on our 2 acres of land (on a side note, we figured out that if we had gotten our original Camp Lane date, we would've had to cancel it halfway through because that's the same time Sis. Janet died).

So, I had to do lotsa weed-eating and trimming of trees and other junk. On Thursday I helped Bro. Steve and Nick set up 4 tents beside our house. Only the kids slept in the tents. Nick would have to work during most of the campout, so with only the little boys in the guys' tent, I slept in my bed, getting my room to myself. My mom said no computer or video games during the event, but how long does that last? Besides, I was in the middle of a time I needed to talk to someone and I didn't want to have no communication with them whatsoever right when I wanted to more than other times. On Friday we went to Calapooia, which is a water hole with large rocks in it that you can jump off of. I sat in a chair most of the time (the only chair left and it was tearing) with Amy and her friend, Joann. We talked about video games and Lord of the Rings and anime and our stories (we all have several stories we've written). I got tired of moving with the shade, so I took my chair and a notepad and hopped rocks to the other side where it was going to stay shady for a while and started writing a letter, one that I'm not too sure I'll finish since I no longer am worrying about the thing I started writing about, lol. We ate breakfast and dinner at the Grange (where we have church) and had lunch at our house. I played badmitton with Bro. Keith, Bro. Jimmy, and Bro. Adam. I also played with my sister, Amy, Cory (Nick's younger brother), and Joann. We had dinner at Bro. Jim and Sis. Judy's house once. One time we were at the Grange and they were doing singing practice and I didn't want to be there so I said I would walk home and they said I would get home before them. It's 3 miles to my house from there, and I ran the whole way. It was hard, lol. It was fun overall, but it's much better at the real Camp Lane, except I can't do email there, lol. Oh yeah, and my Aunt Vicki from California came, too. I haven't seen her for like 7 years. She's cool. She calls my sisters "girlfriend" and says other things like that, which is different from when I knew her before, but it's a good change because she used to sound really weak and out of energy.

 
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