Boot Camp, Part 2

We went running today, not my favorite activity.  I gotta be honest, I didn't like it one bit.  I don't think I'd run that far since Nate took my bicycle without permission and I had to chase him down the cul-du-sac.  Good thing for me, he rode himself into a corner.

So I told the guy in the funny hat that I didn't think I could make it the last 14 and 9/10 miles of our fifteen mile run and would it be okay if I just took a nap instead.  He said "No, it is NOT okay!" with such a dramatic yell like he was mad or something.

That way it was easy for me to tell that he was kidding.

Tomorrow we get to go on a picnic.

Boot Camp, Part 1

Off the bus.  Day 1.

This place is terrible!  They shaved off my sideburns (I'd been working on those for months) and most of the rest of my hair.  The mean man yelled at me and made me sleep on the top bunk in a room with thirty other guys.

I thought I was in prison or something, until I asked the mean man for my phone call.  I didn't get it.  Instead he laughed at me and said, "What, you gonna call your mommy?"  How did he know?

I hope it's better tomorrow.  There's a lake at camp here and they might have some canoes.  I love canoes.