i was listening to nick ramble on about all the fun stuff that happened at camp. now i'm imagining all sorts of scenarios involving me being charming and funny and lots of cute boys flirting with me. who am i kidding, this will never happen. it will be akward and uncomfortable, and all the boys will like amy and lauren, cuz they're hotties. and honestly, i've decided to stop dating, so what good will hot boys do me? they'll make me happy, and be fun, but that's not the point. oh goodness. goodness gracious. i am going out of my mind! i have to pray about it. i remember reading that prayer should always be the first course of action, and not a last resort. arrggg. arrgg and a half. i am scared.