there cannot be a title for lack of excitement

i am dreading this week. girls camp... ugh. everyone at church is all yippidy about it, but i am not. "yay i love girls camp its so much fun!" -every girl there (except me). "yay, why dont you just throw a brick at my head, cover me in applesauce, and tie me to a fish that will be soon eaten by a shark?" -me. that is my bad attitude eating me alive again. when i was packing i think i forgot to put my happy face in my bag. everyone might see my unenthused face, which would make every living girl at church hate me. i suppose i should pack my good attitude... for everyone elses sake of course.