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so, as of today, it's a week before i go to camp. i'm extremely nervous about this. i really am not sure what i was thinking when i decided to sign up to be a counselor. i knew it would be a challenge for me, and i was looking forward to the challenge, but the closer it gets, the more afraid i get of how difficult it will be. i'm a homebody and can't stand being away from my bed for more than a week, so this should prove to be one of the hardest things i've ever had to do, especially because not only will i be in a cabin away from my house and bed, i will be watching over seven or eight girls, twenty four hours a day. i'm really scared. pray for me, will you? i honestly have no idea how i am going to deal with this. who knows...i may end up loving it, but for now my catastrophic thinking has me freaked out at how much of a change it will be to be in charge of children for three straight weeks. i need to chill out i guess. i think if i had more contact to the outside world than what is allowed, i would be fine, but since i will have to pretty much go "cold turkey" without my family, boyfriend, and friends, i'm going to have a tough time. i can't use a phone, well not until after 10pm...but even if i wanted to, cell phone reception sucks. i'm glad jen and liz are there, and hopefully they will be home enough for me to enjoy the time i spend in brevard, but without some sort of "home" with me, gosh, i just don't know. i'm hoping i get enough letters to hold me over. now that would be amazing!