Summer blast & a split lip, please

***read it....i end up in the hospital***

i don't know how to begin, but i figured i should say something about the past week. summer blast started early wednesday morning. exactly 1 week ago we were barn swinging & getting ready to go to lamberts. sweet. swinging is always awesome & really really rediculously hot; oh and i definatley get a little depressed once i give it a go and remember that i can't do it! but its still cool being there. so once we got to the resort we got our rooms and all that jazz. wow, my room was so fun. i love the big rooms! i slept on the floor that night, i was in lauren's room, need i say more? no, everyone in my room was tight, each one of their personalities made it diversely exciting...a.k.a. dramatic. i aint no hollaback girl, but uh back to thursday... thursday was death by fast track for people like paula carvell or death by bean bag baracade in my case. i'm pretty sure i got some air on the fast track, right before you go over that bridge. then we drove to springfield ? maybe where we played mini golf, batting cages, and laser tag. well most of us played laser tag. ok so here comes the split lip run down...

i was super-stoked about tag (time out...me + excited + dark/cool environment + motivation + major misjudgment = emergency room) anyhow, my gun was beeping down 15-14-13-12 WHAM, i army roll over what looked like a bean bag but in all actuality, was an air bag, and the cylindric bag of nothing lets me down hard. it was unbelievably fast because i was running full speed. so my gun stuffs me in the face, and suddenly my lip is cut in half, my tooth hurts intensely, and my arm is pained. my first good samaritan, bradley, runs by, sees my broken face and decides to stop. so i went and sat down on the stairs just outside the battle grounds. i was just sitting there & i couldn't hear anything for a few minutes & everything was all echoey. then i think stephanie came up and katie k close behind. asking me what happened and what i needed. i couldn't really understand, being as i couldn't hear and all. i just kind of sat there until i decided i needed ice for the lip and a bottle of water. not too long after my ice arrived, mandy was there looking at my lip & talking crazy nonsense about stitches. i'm not too fond of needles. i was getting a little distraught. before i know it, i am sitting in the van with nathan, emily, lauren, susanna, and brett with a leaky bag of ice on my mouth waiting to go to the hospital. leenerts was urging me to give him a list of people i wanted to come with me. i was so confused...i'm like i don't care anyone is great. so he forced a list out of my busted mouth, i don't know why but not all my people were there. just in case, shout out... jacq- i wanted you there i promise. so (wow this story is long and draining) then i'm at cox hospital getting hospital bracelets on and watching fresh prince in the waiting room. eventually my doctor calls me back, i take emily my hero with me, and i get to wear a hot gown. so he informs me that he is going to stick a needle in my lip to numb me up and then give me a couple stitches. and that's exactly what he did. they fell out yesterday and its healing up pretty nicely. by the way, i had split my lip in the exact same spot when i was 3, so now i have a double sized bump on it. oh well, no pain no gain.

returning to normalcy, friday was competition day. white knight dominated. that night was session then night games. awesomeness. sorry i'm being really brief, i just feel sorry for everyone because its been so drawn out so far. saturday at titicaca a.k.a. tanacomo was a blast. my boat was cool, doug and craig tore it up on the tubes. i went with taylor and paul hart. played some apples to apples on the shore with a hearty group of peeps, i won 4 cards in about 15 minutes so i decided i should quit and give someone else a chance. so then we had some casey's pizza, changed into sweats, and let the crying begin! cry night is amazing. i'm not going to begin to describe it, well maybe i'll write a poem about it sometime. but you all will never see it because i leave those as drafts, muahahaha! hmm so that night i was up till 4 talking with susanna. yea she was basically asleep and remembers nothing that was said. "put it into fun" too cute.

sunday just flew by, we were cleaning and taking pictures and suddenly we were on the road, and then in the church parking lot. i was so sad that night. camp was amazing and really good for me. i'll definatley try to get some pictures up here...even though they're all on suz's photobucket. sardines tonight yessss! Our Jams....

Simple Plan the bees knees

How could this happen to me

I’ve made my mistakes

Got nowhere to run

The night goes on as i’m fading away

I'm sick of this life

I just want to scream

How could this happen to me

Faith Hill my girl

Cause a Mississippi girl don't change her ways

Just cause everybody knows her name

Ain't big headed from a little bit of fame

I still like wearing my old ball cap

Ride my kids around piggy back

They might know me all around the world

But y'all I'm still a Mississippi girl