First of All...

I'm 16 years old and filled with a lot of dreams that most 16 year olds would have. I also have a lot of the same worries. What's on my mind? SATs, summer homework that I haven't finished, friends who are probably really angry at me, for ignoring them all summer. (I didn't do it on purpose, but every year I go to camp and I'm sucked into the social group at my camp, with friends and enemies, and my school friends seem distant and far away.) But summer is pretty much over, and school is about to begin in exactly a week! I still haven't finished my summer homework, but, meh, it's so boring I want to die when I read it.

My summer was, sort of interesting, sort of crazy, and sort of boring. I worked either 3, 4, or 5 days a week working as a secretary for a Jewish day camp. I'd take attendance, do odd jobs around the office, and mostly sit and wait for the phone to ring. Most days I'd be going close to mad, imprisoned in an office, with the sound of screaming children reverberating off of the building. The medical director, who worked in the attached medical office, was usually my only companion, and the main source of entertainment. Sometimes he'd randomly start singing, or play random music, or bang on his bongos. Sometimes he'd randomly start singing along with the music while playing the bongos. Now you decide, hours of fun, or a huge excuse for a headache? Anyways I still had fun. I enjoyed random visits from people popping into the office, and sometimes I would be able to grab the portable extension phone and take a stroll or go swimming. I wish I could have started this before the summer, because I had a lot of great times, but it's too late now.