About the 5+ time I've been up camping, and I must say each one is it's own fantastic little lesson.
Have I told you before how stupid boys are? I mean, it's about 1 to 5 chance that one won't be hidously annoying. Or beyond stupid. Or be a 'cool junk' jock, which is why I'd love to go to a single sex (girl) school.
But anyways, there were only 4 to 5 rides that we were willing to go on. At the end of that last ride, a spining x2 ride, I felt really bad. And later I vomited up some curly fries I had earlier... I felt really embarresed. And I also didn't barf in a- ...
Never mind. I shan't tell you the details of my barfing. It was fun.