She said "see ya later boy"

So, believe it or not, it's almost the end of the summer already. I'm leaving for school in less than 2 weeks and going in to my last week of camp. It's crazy! I don't know what to make of it right now... my feelings are kind of all over the place. I started out with boys going into 4th or 5th grade at camp and then got moved to the oldest boys in camp. Middle School Boys. Talk about crazy. But, before you start thinking about all the negative parts of middle school boys I have to say, I really have come to love them. Each of them certainly has something to offer but I can't say that I would like them nearly as much if I didn't have Mike as a co-counselor.

Haha- I'm not really sure where to start with someone whose last name is Victory. The first two weeks he was checking everyone in on the waterfront and we would flirt/goof off. But then I got switched to his tribe and I was so angry. After getting over it I started to get used to being in the tribe, which was a big challenge. This past week was the first week I really felt comfortable with them. And this happens to be the week that I got to drink with him and finally make out with him. We'd hung out outside of camp a few weeks before- after the first camp softball game he asked me to go to plaster fun time with him that Sunday. So I met him there and then we hugged at the end and then left. The following week on Saturday we went to see the Winnie the Pooh movie, drove around Lexington, and then he came back to my house where he got to meet my whole family, including my dad (who he introduced himself to). Then we didn't hang out for a week but this past week we had our hike with our boys and then an overnight following that. A.K.A. lots of quality bonding time... which it was. On Friday afternoon he invited me over but I didn't think I was going to go. It got to be about 8:45 and I was ready to either just go cry or just run or something, my family was driving me crazy. So while talking to him on Facebook- I made an impulsive decision to go and hang out with him. He had two friends over when I got there, gave me a drink, and we just hung out. It was SO refreshing. Two more friends came over later and then we went to play cards...Mike had his arm around me... we held hands.. etc. It ended up being a really really good night. I went home happy. He texted me cute things. It was just a good night.

Of course, not everything can just be perfect and happy. First of all, there's one other girl who he is really good friends with but I don't know if it is like a competition or what. But I'm trying to just be positive. Second, he leaves on Friday. LAME.sdjiocdsla. Is how I feel. Maybe some dreams will help me figure things out... otherwise HOPEFULLY I'll just be saying "see ya later boy" on Friday.