Watch out, world! Make way for Queen Neptuna! This is a thought I have kept with me since I was eight years old. I was at summer camp — my first time away from home — in completely alien surroundings. After a trip through the Texas Hill Country, our arrival at this strange place evoked a scared feeling in the pit of my stomach. When my parents left me hoping for the best, I sadly walked away. I was already homesick knowing I would be there for six weeks. It sounded like a really long time.