Tomorrow I will yet again be sleeping far from my comfortable bed. Choir camp will be packed with craziness I know, so I will probably be sleeping on a bed at all. I desperately need to pack for tomorrow, but keep getting sidetracked. My printer isn't working whch means I can't finish my homework for tomorrow. My eyes are dry from wearing contacts for too many hours and I can't stop snacking on cookies from the kitchen. My body is shutting down earlier than I would like.

So I am going to be surrounded by constant singing for three days and will hopefully have memorable time; that is, if I remember to bring clothes and essentials with me. Last week on the first morning of band camp, I woke a lttle early in order to have a shower. I must have been even groggier than tonight because I forgot some of the most important things in my cabin. I first noticed my mistakes when I stepped under the spray and couldn't find any shampoo. Luckily, someone in the next stall was able to lend me some. After getting over what I thought was my only brain fart, I stepped out of the shower to dry myself off. At that moment the knowledge that I had only a small washcloth hit me.

After drying my body as thouroughly as possible and stuffing my now drenched cloth in a bag, I started to dress. Alas, another problem presented itself. Most people wear underwear underneath their clothes. I must admit that I usually belong to this group. That morning, however, I was forced to go commando all the way back to the cabin. I can't describe just how uncomfortable it is to walk around a public place knowing that you have no underclothes on. I sincerely hope that particular incident never affects me again.

In conclusion, I hope my brain will recover from all my late nights so that I won't make silly mistakes. It seems to be perfectly safe to walk around one's own house with out a functioning mind and even without clothing sometimes. When in a public place, no one can handle the inappropriateness of such acts. I fear I have little hope of remaining inconspicuious unless I conclude this tale here and get some sleep. One last minute apology: I'm sorry if what I just wrote looks like gibberish to the rest of the clear-headed population.