It's been a while, but I'm back on the eve of sophomore year.

It's been one ride, 120 days of summer. I'm actually very surprised at the number. Yes, it was obviously a long summer since it spanned from April, but to come to a figure that is almost 1/3 of an entire year! That is alot of bumming time!

Summer started out with a trip to the States. It soon became either bumming or camp preparation. Well, if anything, here's something I've to remember for the other summers. Never start summer on a high, because right after the high comes a downhill. Gravity never spares anything.

Camp came and went. The camp that must not be named. I'm still happy that I survived the 3 days. On finale night, I was running on pure adrenalin that the whole thing had ended without any fatalities. And the fact that I had such an 'on' bunch of freshmen who made it look as though they enjoyed camp was an added bonus!

So here goes. I wanted to end my summer by doing something crazy, but things didn't exactly fall into place. Even if it did, I doubt I would have done it.

And here goes... hello Autumn =P