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Saturday, March 08, 2008

Group Camp

Night of: March 7
People Involved: ?

I'm at a group camp thing in New York. We're right next to the statue of liberty, but it's gone and replaced with a child version.
I see some kids playing a dodgeball-like game on a tennis court, where two people on one side of the net try to bean a bunch of kids on the other side. The kids have tennis rackets to block with. I think about how it's kinda lame to want to play a game where you get beaned, but at the same time, I think it would be exhilarating.
The leader of our group camp thing wants to have a talk with me, and I can tell he thinks I'm an anarchist.
The group is going somewhere else, and I follow a group of kids to get a ride, but their car is full. I'm now driving a fire truck and trying to follow the leader. I hear what exit I'm supposed to take, but the leader took the carpool lane, and it goes a different direction, so I get confused. I take the exit, and don't know which way to go, so I pick left, which is towards the carpool lane. I end up stopping at a house and pulling up the driveway. It's so steep that the fire truck starts lifting up off the ground. I try to maneuver and end up sideways, and at that point, the truck tips over. A family comes out of the house to see what's going on. I realize I'm at the wrong place and have no ride and no way to get a hold of anyone from the group.

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