Nervousness

I'm so nervous. I so want to go with Mama to the ******'s family camp. I can't use their real name, sorry.
However, one of the other girls might be going. I'd so love to take a night off away from boarding school. True, it's a Christian school, and I get to go home on Saturdays/Sundays, but I love to be away. 
The trip over will be so fun! And then, the campout will be totally awesome.

Hot dogs, salads, chips, and other various snacks for dinner! Capture the flag--at NIGHT! (too bad Mama doesn't like Capture the Flag--whether it's daytime or not!) A blazing bonfire and s'mores! D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S breakfast: muffins, omelette, and (drumroll) Danish Pastries! YUM!

What I said in bold is what we're gonna be doing there. Oh, I DO want to go! But I promise I won't be a sore loser if I'm not.
But be sure to tell Mama on her blog who you want to go with her.