August 1st, 1985
This is total dweebo bullshit! I can't believe Sam and Rudy are still gone. I figured they ditched us for the Springsteen concert up in Oakland Falls, but never coming back is bogus to the max! I've had to pick up their slack and that's meant double the fucking workload. I'm on the verge of quitting this camp, myself. With Dave gone on his whatever he's doing, I thought it was going to get relaxed. No way. Phil is a total choad. He's up all night watching over the camp. I saw him outside our cabin last night. Lame-o was probably bopping his baloney. Pervert!
SUMMER CAMP '85 Journal entries from Camp Silver Bear counselors and campers. Relive their experiences of joy, ecstasy and horror at summer camp in the 80s.
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