I love rain. It washes the memories off the sidewalks of life.

Actually, spitty rain like what is going on here is not fun. Just fun enough to think you can wear your birkenstocks, but then not fun when your feet get wet. Tomorrow is the last day of classes. Woah. That's weird. But in a good way. I, along with virtually every other student at MAHS, desire a respite. Halleluiah. I cannot wait to be reunited with my good ole camp friends. Yay. Fun times. 'Till tomorrow, all!