In the car halfway home, i realized that my wristlet wasn't with me. Turns out that i left it in the washroom at fairview. I was kinda freaked out because EVERYTHING was in there: my mac card, my bank card, all my other cards, my go tickets. So my dad quickly turned around and i dashed to the washroom. When i saw that it wasnt there, i ran to guest services and THANK GOD it was there. Someone had turned it in. I was so thankful. I'll never know who turned it in, but whoever they are, i hope people are as good to them as they were to me. BLESS THEM.

so for dinner, we had a camp FITS social at pickle barrel. It was good seeing everyone again. I ordered this lobster ravioli (i wish i had taken a picture) because there were literally 6 pieces of ravioli. But it was good, so i can't really complain. When we left, we stood around the front of the restaurant for a while talking, and the waiter comes out to us saying that we had underpaid by 10$. I was the one counting the money, so i SWEAR that we had paid the right amount, but whatever. he was so pissed at us LOL.

I don't really wanna leave for mac tmr, but i don't have a choice. I think i finally understand why people say 'there's no place like home,' cuz honestly, nothing can replace home.