Special delivery for Camp Counsellor BP! These two were clamoring to send their little cards :'>
[Thankfully, Bean had managed to obtain these cards without anyone spotting his real name written on them.]
These two, missing me already... Heh.
[He shakes his head with a laugh, then heads for the activity cabin, reading and rereading the cards the whole time.
Once there, he steals, er, grabs a piece of paper and pen, and starts writing a letter in return.]
You're right, the trees are amazing. Were they this big when you guys visited too? The whole place smells of pine and butterfly milk, and honestly? I could get used to that. :)
Camp already had plenty of counselors, so I got a job as music instructor instead. Turns out, I'm a pretty great teacher, if I do say so myself. (This also means you don't have to bother with that resume, Ted - they'll hire anyone, and I really do mean anyone.)
Just be warned, this place is pretty wild. Catgirls, vampires, clowns? It's basically Halloween over here every single day. But I'm having a good time, singing fun (campfire) songs and eating good food. Not to mention I forgot how great/terrible it feels to stuff your face with marshmallows. It's making me feel oddly nostalgic.
Have had a couple memory issues here and there, but the headaches have mostly been manageable, so don't worry too much about it.
I can't wait to tell you all about it when I get back.
P.S. I'll ask miss Miru if I can take some leftovers home with me. Don't want you guys missing out on this amazing lunchlady food!