Where should I begin?

Alecia and I saw The Village today. It was pretty good but really weird. I also bought two round floaty things.

There's so much about camp to tell. The drive down was pretty uneventful. There was one guy who forced me out of the middle lane with his boat and that one time when we took a wrong turn, but besides that... Ross, Ryan, and I stayed at my aunt's (and uncle's, I suppose) house in Goshen on Sunday night. We watched a movie with my cousin Jonathan. For a while the movie wasn't looking too interesting but the ending made it great. I think it was called Usual Supects or something like that. We drove to camp the next morning. Camp was awesome. The first day is always the worst for me and this year was no exception. It just hard for me to get comfortable with everyone and everything, and I usually go there not really looking forward to it but it always turns out great. I can't think of one time where it wasn't great. Sure, there have been tough times in some years but it always turns out for the best. I can't even explain what I'm feeling right now... Camp is life-changing. I don't even know what to say. I want to talk about it; I want more of it. I need you, I want you, I need you, I want more. Sure, it was fun and great and fun but the things that have made it so meaningful are the things that are so personal to me. Maybe I'll go into it more later.

My relatives are coming up tomorrow, and that is wonderful because I only get to see most of them once or twice a year.

I'm going to go to sleep now. My sleep has been virtually nonexistant lately.