I'm not o fucking kay.
This weekend was nice. Camping, like i said before. I'll just talk about the important things. Alright, so friday we got there around maybe 7, unpacked and whatnot, then me and emily walked around and went on the go carts, twice. We sat by the fire for a little and laughed at the stupid things our parents were talking about. We got bored and decided to go lay around in the cabin. Emily drew while i was a nerd and played with my game boy, hehe. We ended up getting really "tired" so we laid down and turn the lights off. Well, i started talking about those stupid "What If's" and it dragged into a LONG conversation. Not only "What If's," it was also "Why's." Stupid things like, why are there names and whatnot. We asked questions that don't have answers, or at least no one knows the answers. 2:30 finally rolled around so we decided to try and fall asleep again. I guess we did because i cant remember anything else.
The next day, saturday, we woke up and went horse back riding. I love doing that. Ok, so I got this horse named Spin or Spud or something and it was actually a good horse that did what you told it to do. If i told it to gallop, it would, which is good because galloping is fun and most of the other horses i had before never did when i told it to. After about 5 or 10 minutes of walking on the trial, the people that worked there would walk around to every ones horse and make sure the saddle was on right and tight. The lady said mine wasn't on very good so she fiddled with it a little bit. She said she fixed it and we continued on. We went down a lot of different trials. On our way down one, my horse made a sharp turn or something to avoid hitting a tree and my saddle broke and made me fall off. Yeah, i feel off of the horse and scrapped up against a tree. I cant really remember what happened, but i got a new horse and we finish our ride. Now, i have a "penis" shaped bruise thats sick, red, purple, pink, and "puffy." Mmm. Me and emily went on the go carts again that night, took a walk, took pictures, and got followed by some 8 year old boys that kept calling emily a "zombie" or a "grim reaper" because she wouldnt talk. Twas fun, very.
Gaa, my arms, back, legs, butt, and hip hurt really bad!! :[
Sorry for the stupid reflections in some of them.
The next day, saturday, we woke up and went horse back riding. I love doing that. Ok, so I got this horse named Spin or Spud or something and it was actually a good horse that did what you told it to do. If i told it to gallop, it would, which is good because galloping is fun and most of the other horses i had before never did when i told it to. After about 5 or 10 minutes of walking on the trial, the people that worked there would walk around to every ones horse and make sure the saddle was on right and tight. The lady said mine wasn't on very good so she fiddled with it a little bit. She said she fixed it and we continued on. We went down a lot of different trials. On our way down one, my horse made a sharp turn or something to avoid hitting a tree and my saddle broke and made me fall off. Yeah, i feel off of the horse and scrapped up against a tree. I cant really remember what happened, but i got a new horse and we finish our ride. Now, i have a "penis" shaped bruise thats sick, red, purple, pink, and "puffy." Mmm. Me and emily went on the go carts again that night, took a walk, took pictures, and got followed by some 8 year old boys that kept calling emily a "zombie" or a "grim reaper" because she wouldnt talk. Twas fun, very.
Gaa, my arms, back, legs, butt, and hip hurt really bad!! :[
Sorry for the stupid reflections in some of them.