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Let’s just say that camp was the most horrible experience ever!  It was awful!  No joke.  Between the heat, the bugs, and the frenemies…  I don’t even want to talk about it.  If you want to read about it, check out my book Revenge At Camp Tepeki.

I’m so glad to be home and I can’t wait for Claire to come back from Europe!!  I miss her so much!

Well, I’m packed up and on my way to camp.  Since the camp is fairly far away, we drove half way tonight and we’ll get there tomorrow.  Can’t wait.  Can you hear my sarcasm?  This is my last night in air-conditioning for two whole weeks.  Fantastic.  Even better, it’s the last time I’ll be sleeping in a real bed for two whole weeks.  But I do have an interesting story to tell you about our trip here.

So we’re driving along and we see this car on the side of the road.  It’s the same kind of car that my grandma drives and also has the same bumper sticker on the back:  Proud Grandma.  Then we see this curly gray head sticking out from under the car.  It was totally my grandma!  We didn’t even know she was going on a trip!  My dad quickly pulled over so we could help her.  She’d hit a chunk of tire and it totally ripped up her car.  Good thing we came along!  We ended up taking Grandma to a wrecking company.  She didn’t want us to stay with her.  She was going to get a room close to a mechanic and start off again as soon as possible.  Apparently, she and one of her high school classmates had reconnected and they were meeting up.  Dad thought her car would be okay, but wanted her to get it checked out.  It was fun to see her.  The only good part of this stupid trip.  Well, not good for her.  I wish I could have gone with her.  Even hanging out with two older ladies would have been more fun than this camp.

So school is officially done for the summer.  Thank goodness!!!  I’m done studying for three whole months.  No more math.  No more story problems.  Claire’s all bummed because she’s going to Italy for the summer and she won’t get to talk to Caleb.  Upset about ITALY!!  She’s crazy!  Anyway…  She invited me to go with her, but my parents said no.  Apparently that would be imposing too much on Claire’s parents.  Of course they conveniently forgot that it was Claire’s parents who suggested I go along.  I’ve begged and begged, but they’re not budging and now it’s too late to get a passport.  Now they’ve decided to send me to this two week camp.  I looked at the brochure and it looks super boring.  I can’t believe they thought two weeks in Pennsylvania would be better for me than a summer in Italy.  Parents can be so unfair sometimes.  Mom and Dad told me that someday, when I have my own kids, I’ll understand, but I don’t think so.  Most of the time my parents are pretty cool, but this time…  I might have to accept their final decision, but I don’t have to like it.

So after all my nagging, Claire has seen how cool Caleb is.  I was so excited that they were hanging out, but  now, I barely get to talk to Claire.  At lunch, they really only talk to each other.  At recess, they only talk to each other.  She talks to him on the phone sometimes at night instead of calling me.  I thought they would be so cute and now I wish I had never brought the idea up.  I want my best friend back!!

In Sunday school we’ve been talking about the difference between conviction and condemnation.  Did you know there was a difference?  I didn’t.  I thought they were the same thing.  For those of you like me, conviction is God’s gentle voice telling you He loves you, but you need to change.  Condemnation is a harsh, unforgiving voice that tells you you’ll never get better or reminds you of what an awful person you are.  At the risk of sounding crazy, I hear those awful voices in my head all the time.  Like, you’ll never be as pretty as Molly or Claire.  Sarah can paint this really cool sunset and all you can draw is a stick figure.  Noah aced his math test and I barely passed. I’m such a failure.  Do you ever hear those voices?  Well, that’s condemnation.  One of the many things Jesus died for was to save us from condemnation.  Can you imagine what a day would be like without all those awful thoughts running through your head.  It would be pretty quiet in my head.  I think this Easter that’s what I’m going to work on.  I’m going to remind myself how awesome God thinks I am and that Jesus died for ME.  If he didn’t think I was pretty cool, he wouldn’t have done that.

What are some condemning thoughts you have?  Come on, I can’t be the only one that has them!

 

I’m so mad!  Our first performance of Romeo and Juliet is today and I’m sick – fever, achy, coughing, runny nose.  Why can’t I get sick on a day I don’t want to go to school?  At dress rehearsal yesterday, I totally screwed up one of the set changes and Noah told me I should never have signed up for the crew.  I stuck my tongue out at him.  Of course he forgot to give Claire her brush in the first act and forgot a chair in the second act, but he failed to mention that!  I am glad he missed the part where I tripped over something in the dark and made a huge racket.  That would have just added to his list of reasons why I shouldn’t be on set.  So anyway, I needed to be at school today so I could redeem myself.  There’s another performance tomorrow, but mom doesn’t think I’ll be well enough to go to school.  I’m going to miss the whole thing.  AND I’m going to miss Claire finally realizing how awesome Caleb is.  I was so sure she would finally see it at the performances and then I would get to say I told you so.  Stupid cold.

Claire got the part of Juliet!  And Jared didn’t get the part of Romeo, so all is well.  This kid named Caleb got the part.  Caleb and Claire.  Claire and Caleb.  I think it sounds cute together.  I told Claire if she was going to crush on anyone, it should be Caleb.  They’re going to be spending a lot of time together at rehearsals and memorizing lines.  Claire’s not convinced.  Caleb seems really nice though.  A lot nicer than Jared.  Of course that wouldn’t take much.

Noah is like a slave driver.  I thought I impressed him when I knew the difference between screwdrivers and when I knew how to pound in a nail with a hammer, but he keeps talking to me like I’m a stupid girl.  Now I’m determined to make my part of the set better than his.  Paint and all.  I’ll show him I’m not some silly female!

We’re studying Shakespeare in English class.  My teacher told us his 450th birthday is this year.  Right now we’re reading Romeo and Juliet.  Claire thinks it’s terribly romantic and I think it’s just silly and corny.  So the school is putting on a spring play and Claire is trying out for the part of Juliet.  Molly is too, but I think Claire will get it because she’s so dramatic.  The bad thing is that Jared is trying out for the part of Romeo.  Claire is just horrified at the thought of him being Romeo.  She thinks it would be humiliating if they ended up being an on stage couple.  I think she should be more scared of Molly if that happens.  Molly will NOT be happy.  I’m going to be on set construction and then on stage crew.  I’ll get to help build the sets and then help with props and moving the scenes.  Noah told me he doesn’t think I should help with sets because I’m a girl.  I told him I probably know more about tools than he does.  I’ll show him I know the difference between a flathead screwdriver and a Phillips screwdriver!

Today we took a field trip to the art museum.  They had a special painting on exhibit called “The Girl With A Pearl Earring.”  I was kind of dreading the trip because Claire hasn’t quite forgiven me for the whole Jared thing, but it was actually fun.  The painting was cool.  Claire and I decided the girl was really pretty.  Our teacher said that not much is known about her, so Claire and I made up a story about her.  We decided she was the daughter of a wealthy business man.  She was in love with a poor farmer who her father disapproved.  He promised her to one of his older business associates.  The pearl earrings were a pre-wedding present that the business associate requested she wear for her portrait.  She had finally come to the conclusion that she was not going to get out of the marriage so that explains the slightly sad look on her face.  Then Claire looked sad.  She said she knew all about unrequited love.  I think she was being a bit dramatic, but I gave her a hug anyway.  I like the painting.  The girl helped Claire and I make up.

So I totally messed up.  Claire has been moping around for days because of this Jared/Molly thing so I decided to try to fix things for her.  My whole motivation was to help her.  Really.  But it didn’t work out that way.  I got to school before Claire did on Friday and saw Jared by himself at his locker.  It was the perfect time to talk to him.  This was our conversation:

Me:  Hey, Jared.
J (looking confused):  Hi.
Me:  I’m Abby.  A friend of Claire’s. 
J (still looking confused):  Okay.
Me:  Well, I know you’re going out with Molly, but I thought you should know that there’s someone else who likes you.  She’s really cool.
J:  Okay.
Me:  It’s Claire.
J:  Who’s Claire?

I would like to say at this point I knew this had not been a good idea, but it was a little late to back out now.

Me:  Claire.  The girl who always passes notes to you from Molly in science class.
J:  Oh her. 
Me:  Okay, well now you know.  She really is a cool person.
J:  Good to know.

And he walked away. 

By lunch time, the whole school knew that Claire had a crush on Jared and let’s just say Claire was NOT happy.  Not happy at all.  I feel terrible that I messed this up.  I was just completely positive that Jared would be interested in her over Molly.  Who wouldn’t be?  I guess the one good thing that’s come out of this is that Claire isn’t moping anymore.  She’s just incredibly mad.  At me.