Boredom and Forgetfulness
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As mentioned in past posts, you can pretty much say that I am bored. To tears? Yes. To insanity? Possibly. To death? Not quite there yet. 
Mom is mostly out and about, doing school and trying to teach impatient children piano, leaving me at home to babysit. I don’t mind much, except for the fact that there is nothing to do. I try to play with my siblings, but it doesn’t always work. They get obnoxious easily, and I get bored easily. (I think I may have the attention span of a first grader?) Anyway, so most of the time, I try to entertain myself. I found Mythbusters on Netflix, and so I added all 6 seasons plus a “Bonus Blasters” season compiling of the team’s biggest booms. I think I may have watched somewhere around 30 episodes so far? I also eat toast. Toast is the food of the Gods. Grandma Sycamore’s white bread with real salted butter… mmm….. I think I will eat some tomorrow for breakfast.
So, besides wasting my life on the floor in front of our TV, and repeatedly attempting to ignore my mother’s voice chanting “Brittany… bread makes your butt fat…”, I have hung out with the best people on the planet a few times, went to youth conference, packed for girl’s camp and am sitting here typing this pitiful tale. I am now at the height of boredom. That’s right, the “up to here”, last straw, end of my nerve board-um. What is with this summer?
And speaking of girl’s camp, what happens when you pack? Well for a girl, this means a lot of things. First, you need clothes, that’s kind of essential. For me, it’s pretty easy to find clothes. I have one pair of jeans that I’ll always take camping, throw in a few t-shirts, grab my sweats for sleeping and some socks and voilà. I can now clothe myself. But then comes the difficult part. You see, my pride and glory (sort of) is my hair. I’m not as vain about it as some people, but even at camp with a bunch of sweaty gross girls, I’d still like to have decent looking hair. So, into the duffel bag goes the brush and a couple of hair bands, hoping and praying that I don’t achieve some dramatic disaster such as falling into mud or some horrendous feat such as that. I throw in a toothbrush and some really strong mint toothpaste (for snipe hunting! muahaha!!) and deodorant. (So I don’t smell bad like the beehives do! bleghh.) Then, I stuff my secret sister gifts in the bag along with my “spoiling treats” for my girls. (Which by the way, is an epic failure, I’m pretty sure the other YCL’s girls are going to be much more spoiled… oh well, it’s the thought that counts?) Then, I gently place in my worn journal and my scriptures, along with a pen and pencil. This should be it, right? WRONG. I have to find a sleeping bag, grab a pillow and then that’s it…………. I think……….. gahhh. I give up. I’m sure to forget something really important, and then I’ll receive a tsk tsk from my disappointed leaders.
So you may be thinking, “Why don’t you just pack earlier? Then you’ll have time to remember things that you’ve forgotten? Well, I’ve tried that. And when I did, I packed pretty much my whole bedroom and then some. It’s a difficult task…. So, solution? Pack later?? No, because then the chances increase that I’ll forget something REALLY important.
Well, let’s just say that girl’s camp is Tuesday. We have to have all of our equipment in by tomorrow so it can be loaded onto the trailer. The horrible thing is that I haven’t even finished packing yet… oops. I better do that, huh? Want to know another sad thing? Too bad cuz you’re gonna hear it: I have summer school during camp. Wonderful, huh? Yeah, I have to leave with a leader, come down the mountain from clear up past Heber, come home and sleep, wake up the next morning to go to school from 10am-2pm, then drive back up the mountain in time for dinner and singing in the trees. Then at camp I get to do homework for the two days of school that I’m skipping so I can spend the remainder of my time at camp. The things I sacrifice for my religion *sighhh* Don’t worry though, its totally worth it.
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