June 17, 2004

Memories, memories, of old Elphinstone...

Warning: the following blog entry is entirely random, and comes from letting my brain go where it will when I start typing. Consider yourself forewarned.

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I've kind of been derelict in the last few months, eh? And the next couple aren't likely to be any better...off to camp in a bit more than a week. Pretty much going to have to go cold turkey on my internet addiction, that's certainly going to be interesting. It will make ML happy, at least, as I'll be doing a lot of that "stuff outside in the fresh air away from the computer" that she's always on about. :)

Being busy with youth parliament stuff lately I haven't been thinking about camp a huge amount, but when I do think about it I can't help thinking that it will be strange to go back. It doesn't seem like a long time since I was a CIT, but that was four years ago, and the year I was almost staff was three years ago. A lot has changed at camp, and it's not going to be the place I remember...but at the same time enough will be the same that the changes will feel odd, I'm sure. I have no small amount of emotional baggage, good and bad, tied up with camp, and I admit to feeling some trepidation about how my brain will choose to react to being back there. Well, nothing to do but see what happens...and take training as a chance to start over. Might as well look at things from a blank slate rather than what I remember from four years ago. It'll probably make things easier, I guess...but at the same time I'm not sure whether I'll be able to pull it off.

"Memories, memories, of old Elphinstone
All come drifting back to me as I sit all alone
Days carefree as can be, underneath the trees
When I'm on my own, I see Elphinstone in my wonderful memories."

...and I'm not even sure they sing camp closing like that any more.

Posted by Cleindori at June 17, 2004 11:27 PM
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