Simon's Blog - June 22, 2004
June 22, 2004
I'm leaving this weekend for two weeks of special learning camp to help me with my reading problems. It's up in the boonies somewhere, near a lake - but miles away from any skateboard parks, PS2s, malls or hot girls. I know it's gonna suck.
Going to "Camp Braindead" wouldn't seem that bad if it wasn't for people with learning problems. Why did I have to get stuck with dyslexia? It makes me feel like I'm an idiot or there's something wrong with me. My older brother's a total moron, who can't even get a girlfriend, but he's somehow been classified as normal. Why does it really matter if I can't read everything properly? Most of the crap they teach us in school is a waste of time anyway. I know how to skate, I know how to download free music off the internet and I know how to cook a burrito in the microwave. Does anything else really matter?
But my mom says there's actually some cool things to do at this camp besides reading and writing classes. You can shoot hoops, go rockclimbing, fishing and canoeing. I just wish the people who'd organized this camp had thought about laying down some pavement so I could go skateboarding. Anyway, this camp will also give me a chance to stop thinking about that dumb bag Kara, and who knows... I may actually meet someone cool or learn something.