Personal reflection through the camp only found one bugging flaw with my character: Tolerance, or rather lack thereof. I wouldn't blame my callousness on fatigue-spurred moodiness (it could have been the catalyst at best) but delving deeper, the root of the problem comes with my inward nature. My vision and thoughts may not agree and while being a good liar to others, I unknowingly deceive myself at times--and forgive me, for I let myself do.

And when I speak of others, it is second nature to decipher their shortcomings and make a huge fuss over it. Call me critical, but I say it's pure evil. Because what's even worst, is that I talk bad and gossip about everybody--and I mean everyone. Even if we have been through thick and thin, and I know deep down our relationship cannot be put on the line with such petty insults, temptation draws me into backstabbing when others instigate. This is an enigma, a code that cannot be solved.

Only stopped.

But while I work on that, I want to take this time to apologize to everybody's nerve I pressed on during June Camp. I cannot discredit my tiredness that spurred my low level of tolerance but more than that, I apologize for my words. Everybody played equal parts-no more no less-I was in no position to say anything.

On the other hand, camp was downright awesome and I really hope the juniors enjoyed it as much as we did.

Of course, there were other issues that came to light-like how authorities can operate under stress and how power is abused just because they're adults.. but that's another story.