Spiderbites and Pandas


This has to be one of the strangest camp weeks, with the most ambulance appearances. Yes, this was the camp where you just kinda wondered what could happen next. It was also the camp where my cell phone charger and new pair of jeans disappeared. (Fine arts– Purse Stolen. Camp– Phone charger and jeans. At the next north texas event, I am going to bring a padlock, and some sort of alarm system.)

I believe my pre-camp blog pretty much had it down to a science.

Day One: We mostly waited around. Wait to get in. Wait for the other cars. Wait for Elizabeth. Wait for room assignments. Wait for dorm assignments. Wait to hitch a ride on a golf cart with suitcase that probably weighed as much as me. Wait for dinner. Wait for service. Wait for the Lord to realize that it actually is winter and we wouldn’t mind 45 degree temperatures. Wait for late night.

Exciting moment of the day: Amber gets a bee sting. We pull the stinger out, but all day long it continues to swell, grow larger, look more and  more like some foreign disease. (You will have to look at day two to see the riveting conclusion to today’s excitement.)

Service was good though. Worship was awesome. End of day one, everyone was predictably happy and excited for day two and the rest of camp.

Day Two: Get gross at games. Go back to cabin for bible study and change clothes… because for some reason sitting in muddy, soaked, and sweaty (not just in your own sweat), clothes, sitting on a bed and reading the bible just doesn’t seem to work. Then we go to lunch and then to service. (Don’t forget the waiting in the 105 degree heat, with 1000 other people, for the doors to open.) More games, more grossness, snack shack and late night.

Excitement of the day: We find out that the Amber’s bee sting is actually a spider bite, and if it gets worse she has to leave. Krystina get’s stung by a bee… making her the spazziest, most paranoid, run-and-scream about any flying-insect. (Yell “WASP!” and point anywhere near Krystina, it is worth it, have a video camera ready).

Day Three: Amber, Alyssa, Kayla and I have the most luggage. We somehow all end up in one corner together. Miraculously we stuff all of our things back into our luggage, and somehow find crevices to stuff all of our luggage into, for cabin clean-up. Other than that, day three is when it gets repetitive.

Excitement of the day: More ambulance visits. Amber somehow convinces the nursing staff that even though her spider bite is worse, she gets to stay at camp. Krystina is still deathly afraid of anything with antennas… and Chris has dubbed himself the camp wasp killer. (Him running around with one shoe in his hand, one on his foot and one sock, chasing wasps has to be one of the highlights of camp.)

Day Four: Pretty much day two and three all over again. Sweat. Dirt. Service. More sweat. Late night snack. More service. Another ambulance call.

Excitement of the day: My lovely friend Kayla’s heart decides to beat irregularly, and scare us all to death. She get’s the okay from parents and doctors to stay and take it easy… she has us all on edge. Amber goes to the hospital (We all know she really just went to get dinner outside of camp.) to get a shot and some meds.

Day Five: Bittersweet… I had to try to stuff all of my belongings back into my suitcase… It’s kinda like those cute tiny ponchos that come with a tiny button pouch case, and you never get it back in there again. There is something so sad about leaving camp, but so exciting. You get to go back home and fire your church up for God, and you look forward to coming back next year.

You want your own bed, shower and food… But, you’ll miss the craziness the only North Texas camp could ever offer.

Excitement of the day: Chris packs the wrong suitcases and gets a call from our cabin mates half an hour away, asking if we have seen their bags. So… Pastor Chris, gets to go back to Maypearl, luggage in tow, to let our cabin mates leave. Smooth move Chris.


Oh, Vacation Bible School. How I love you, and the fact that you only come once a year.

I spent the weekend before VBS decorating for the theme. Pandas. Everywhere. Pandamania. Literally, that’s the theme name, Pandamania.

We spent hours making vines, hanging wall settings, making pagodas, coloring characters, and I’ve never stepped on and off a stool so much in my life. Can you say workout?

But the kids loved it, no one went home permanently damaged… except all the workers, who’s mind are forever engraved with every song and hand motion… (“He’s Wild, He’s Wild! God is Wild about us!” “I am not forgotten”). If you have somehow escaped hearing these songs, consider yourself the envy of most of the workers, and some of the parents, and probably even one or two of  the kids.

I would like everyone to give it up for “Miss” Sue! You have made VBS a great success, your vision is what drove this train and made the kids whine about leaving instead of coming. Great job! 🙂

Overall, Pandamania was a success!

I have a million and one, okay three or four (but a million and one sounds so much more interesting), movie reviews to watch. I will be adding another one to the list, The Help. It looks really good… So, I’m off to review Zoo Keeper, Harry Potter, Captain America, and later The Help!

Dear students, start the countdown of misery and despair, summer is coming to a close and school will soon start again… even if the temperatures don’t drop.

Lots of Love and  Happy Reading! Kiersten

PS!!! Breelin gets mad everytime I don’t mention her… May I please point out, Breelin was at camp… Breelin worked VBS… Breelin has a million bruises (she needs to eat bananas) from hanging vines at VBS (I don’t know either)… Breelin will be going to The Help later today.  Breelin doesn’t eat mexican food. Her favorite color is pink. She sleeps in ’til noon. She wants to be a children’s pastor.

Happy Breelin?


About Kiersten Nicole

I'm 21 year old girl, who has tried and failed to blog many times before... I’ve seen more blogs come and go than Lindsey Lohan has seen court dates. But, I’m back and here to give blogging another go. I am a self professed lover of reading, writing, and cookie dough (raw, I live on the edge). I am fluent in sarcasm and could probably fill a book with tweets under the hashtag #InnocentGirlProbs. I survive this life only by the love and strength that the Lord graciously sends my way. You will undoubtedly see posts about God. You will undoubtedly see posts about America,Chickfila, hot guys, conservative values, Texas, my unhealthy obsession with books, and whatever else comes to mind. You might see some sad posts, you might see some boring posts, and you might see this blog crash and burn.

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