I want to feel the butterflies in my stomach as the first campers come racing towards my cabin, excited to start the week. I want to have an icy cold jump in the pool as my alarm clock. I want to get to know the quiet kid and be able to see her discover something about herself that even she didn’t know. I want to act like a goofball and dress up in ridiculous outfits and still be seen as a role-model. I want to embrace my inner child and expand my creativity.
I want to feel the burn of my muscles and the heaviness of my eyes after a full day of fun and excitement. I want to sit with my campers through the bad times and the good, be both a shoulder to cry on and a friend to share stories with. I want to have someone depend on me, someone to remind me that I have worth and I am needed. I want to hug my friends for as long as we need to, forgetting about the sweat and dirt and just feel at home in their arms. I want to have the smell of campfire smoke and bug spray woven into every article of clothing that I own.
I want to wade waist deep into the creek and help my campers discover the thrill of holding a crayfish in their hands for the first time. I want to sit outside at night with my friends, huddled together for warmth and trying not to wake up nearby cabins with our laughter. I want to feel the safest, healthiest and most supported I have ever felt despite being exhausted and dripping with sweat at any moment. I want to forget about ‘the real world’ for a while. I want to make my campers happy and share some of my passion with them.
I want to know I’m loved. I want to feel alive again. I want to be at camp.
The anticipation for this chapter was really something else. I don’t think I’ve seen people so antsy for spoilers in a while. I’m guessing that was a mix of the previous chapter being out so early, the fact that this chapter is the volume closer, and the eagerness to see even a glimpse of the main cast again after a few months without them – depending on your preferences of course.
(They did not make an official appearance)
This chapter is odd for me, because the content itself is great and makes for a meta-writing goldmine, but despite how eager I was to get the chapter I didn’t even read through the whole thing until the official release date. Like I wasn’t in a rush to get translations by the time the scanned pages were out.
Apparently there’s a page citing this all as Marley’s arc, not volume, which makes me think we might not actually be returning to Paradis anytime soon. Couple that with an interview with Isayama scheduled for release next month regarding the direction the story will be taking, that possibility sounds even more likely to me.
It’s a bold move if true, I’ll say that much.
If there was one thing in particular I wanted from these Marleyan-focused chapters, it was the warrior trio’s backstory. My wish was granted.
Reiner, Eren…turns out you two have more in common than you care to admit.
aka all my new year’s resolutions are based around being my campy self more often:
1. I will exercise
At camp I jog places, run every day during games, swim, ride my bike, lead songs that are basically workouts, and just walk everywhere. I am capable of doing so much more in the off-season, and I know that! Though morning yoga can replace Alive Awake Alert :)
2. I will smile
I will fake a smile when I walk into situations at work that I’m not at all excited about. I will smile at everyone I walk by. And when I whine internally about it being dumb I will sing myself a song about smiling and add in some non camp appropriate lyrics because I’m being a real butthole about life.
3. I will get my crap together
At camp my bunk is neat, dirty clothes washed because I know I’m on a tight schedule, and my bag is always prepared. I know the schedule, I know what’s next, and I’ve planned ahead. In 2016 I want to feel that put together every day and less like I’m a mess in the mornings. 3b. I will keep organizing my stuff using the Konmari method, which I started at an inconvenient time in November and haven’t gotten far though. More simple life = less mess. At camp I live without most of my stuff and am better than just fine!
4. I will be more fun
More upbeat even after long days, more willing to go on adventurers, and always willing to be silly even when others look ready to fall asleep. It makes life more exciting, and me a happier person.
5. I will spend more time in nature
I live by so many beautiful places that I don’t ever visit, and that needs to change. Plus, hikes help with being more active :)
I really miss camp. You’re working a job you love, and having fun and that’s honestly what I live for. The summers with the girls from across the state who run to see there camp friends from previous years on check in days, and then cry when they leave there new friends they only met that week. That’s why I work the entire summer. It’s not working, it’s changing the lives of so many children.