Does anyone know how hard it is to start over completely? I had over 100 entries but i had to START over! Oh and hi all my old buddies and teachers :3

And has anyone heard anything from @sophu lately?

Between all the complex things that are happening in my life, i forgot to post, and now i have to start ALL.OVER. can you believe that? Also if you want to catch up on my life, well my psyhigh life anyway, check out the journal @Sweetie, my original journal! Good to meet you all (again).

Everyone states awkwardly. "YOU want to help? Didnt you almost blow up the school? Twice?" "I think youll be pleasently surprised!" I say cheerfully. They scowl down at my resumè trying to find something to critisize at every word. I look around nervously. I really want this. Not for the money, anyone who knows me knows that. They finally stare up at me, in utter shock, it seems. "Wow. This is good. Really good. You start next week. Your being paired with @Annie Sweet." I feel good with joy coursing through my veins. All of the school drama just kinda stopped. Hailey and Sophu made amends. My siblings know and except the fact that i am lesbian. But one thing has stayed the same. I am not the biggest fan of Annie Sweet. She is just so smart and crafty. And im so...not. i always feel like she is bragging whenever she says something. But i am called Sweetie for a reason. I feel anger twinge when i get the news i am going to have to work with her all summer. I take my papers and leave the room, still smiling.

Oh. And yes. Sophu is my first ever person im dating :3 ( dont tell my siblings.[btw i type very fast you should probably look at my profile to see all my entries so your not confused by anything! :3])

Lucky for you, Annie, I am a camp game master. I just hope you understand that im...well...not very smart. I may be 5 feet eleven inches tall, but im about as smart as a 7 year old. Or thats at least what people say about me. Oh and btw, im now at the B words in my dictionary (you have to read my first journal, @Sweetie, to understand.).

As i wake up for the day, I realize today is the first day of my job working with....@Annie Sweet. I am going to hurry if I am going to be on time. I sort of do my regular morning routine in fast motion. I rush to my closet to get my clothes. I wear a pink long sleeved shirt and jeans when its summer. I quickly get my clothes on and rush to my bathroom. I brush my teeth at 10 miles an hour and get them sparkly clean. I brush my hair 1000 times in 100 seconds. I wear my signature big grin. I go to the camp room. I pant as i realize there was still 5 minutes before camp started. I towered over all the kids, and even Annie. Everyone looked at me funny. Like I smelled bad. I didnt though. I carefully, sweetly say " umm...hi! Im your second uhhh person who does what annie does. My name is Sweetie. And you can call me that." I look around nervously. The kids just stare at me. I turn towards Annie. "This is going to be fun!" She whispers excitedly. "Yeah its great-but theres one teeny, tiny, eensy, weensy, minniscule problem." I whisper nervously. Her smile dissapeers. "What is it?" She asks. "Well...you see... I dont know ANYTHING about doing this. Its called counseling right?" I whisper. I think she is nervous. I would be too, if i were her.

I am relieved when Annie explains the simplicity of doing this. I hope the kids will like me, because I like them. But then again, I like everything. I suggest we play a game of kickball. I can tell Annie is confused.

"Dont worry, itll be fun!" I say in my Sweetie way.

I think Annie is still surprised at my height. Im very young, but very tall. People say I look tall but still somehow look very young. I know its not every day you see a 5 feet eleven inches tall girl who still somehow looks very young traveling around in the walls, but I am thin, so its very easy for me to slide into the walls for travel.

Anyways, I absolutely destroy Annies team in kickball. I wish I knew the names of...well...any of the kids, but such luck has not befallen me (I know befallen because im at the word in my dictionary). I really want to teach the kids how to ice skate. I know its more of a winter thing, but it would be so fun, and I am very good at it so I would be the perfect person to teach it. I could even make an ice rink using magic in someplace thats big enough. But I could only do that if Annie approves, which I dont know if she will.

But anyways, today was a good day. I do wish that Annie would tell me some of the kids names, because I dont know any of their names. I also hope she lets me teach them how to ice skate.

Annie, you know I have the magical ability to make rooms larger right? And I have enough skates, so the kids wont have to go to a alleyway black market. And please dont act like a teacher around me, or use that...teacher voice. I cant do this with someone who acts like @Ms. Hazeltine. She kind of freaks me out with her...robotic personality. I think thats all

Something is wrong. I arrived at the CR in time, but I havent seen a trace of Annie. I hope she is okay. She is already 10 minutes late.

Some kids look worried, while others act like they dont even notice anything. I keep smiling, even in this bad situarion.

"Why are you always smiling?" One kid suddenly as