I’ve been in America for 4 weeks now. I’ve never been happier. I’m home. Camp is officially my favourite place on earth. I’m friends with everyone and I find it so weird that everyone likes me.
I’ve obviously got my best friends, one of whom- Benji- is easily the funniest, kindest and creepiest person I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. I genuinely love him and hope that his whole life is filled with happiness.
Obviously i have other close friends, but Benji is my favourite and he’ll be my friend for the rest of my life.
I’m feeling really sad right now though and i think it’s because i’m alone in a romantic sense which upsets me a little but that might also be because it’s currently 2:30am and nothing good happens after 2am.