Made it to Banff, this place is like a Disneyland….it is a weird place. I feel very self aware, like I am being monitored….it is unsettling….I feel like I have joined a collective, a cult or a strange survivalist sect. Everything is taken care of….and I feel kind of useless and I kind of hate it. I heard they even make your bed everyday…and I’m not really cool with that either….I don’t like people taking care of me. I’m not that special….and by special I mean special needs. I asked Jarrett today if I’m actually severely retarded and if he is my worker…and that every other summer or so I am sent away to another woodland facility…so I can learn social skills ect….he laughed…What does that mean?