In which I lose my obsession with raspberry yogurt

I used to like raspberry yogurt. A lot. To say that I was obsessed with it was the understatement of the millennium. Now I still like it enough to eat it, but I can't eat more than half a container. It just doesn't taste that good anymore . . .

It looks like I'm going to SonShine. Hm. I don't want to. I mean, I'm sure I'll have fun and everything, but . . . it's . . . CAMPING. Ew. And I've never done anything like it before. Help? I'm scared . . . I was thinking about it last night and I decided that since I'm scared of it, I should really go because I'm not going to get anywhere in life if I refuse to do things that are hard for me. I was talking to KB about it and I told her that I didn't want to go and she said, "Then you should go." I was like, "Oh my goodness! That's confirmation -- or else great minds think alike . . . " It turned out that I was scheduled Thursday and Saturday, but they scheduled me during my class on Thursday so they have to find a replacement. I have to find someone to switch it up with me on Sat if at all possible. Saturday is Casting Crowns and I REALLY want to see them! I HOPE it works out!
~MK