OCIP`12; The class of 40 we never had

I miss taking pictures of stars at night

i miss star gazing with my buddies

i miss trying to catch shooting stars

i miss late night chats with people i just met

i miss the fresh air

i miss the night sky

i miss the sounds of nature

i miss the wind

i miss reflection times

i miss my bunk mates

i miss the ghost stories

i miss the sneaking around

i miss the food parties we had secretly

i miss practicing the dance over and over again

i miss the animals

i miss the kids

i miss the villagers

i miss the food

i miss dishwashing

i miss building roads

i miss painting murals

i miss the dirt on my pants

i miss the insects in my quilt

i miss the hard bunk bed

i miss 

way

too

many

things

I can't get over this trip and i don't really want to blog about it either cause i miss it too much atm and i can't bring myself to blog about it (and also because there are so many pictures i don't know where to start from)

Maybe.

I will just keep this trip to myself.