AHHH ANOTHER POINTLESSLY LONG POST
So yeah.
I haven't finished any of my homework yet. PSHA. I think I have an F in Ms. K's class because I hate it anyways.
Today me and my family went to Hag Lake and met up with tons of other people. I got to canoe with Jasmine and Nicole, but then Nicole was being a puss so after five feet I had to steer the whole damn thing back so she could get off. I'm SO glad I used to paddle. Jeez. Then Jasmine and I went biking on these paths that randomly disappeared then re-appeared in really dark areas that freaked us out. They had huge holes and ditches, and big patches of mud all over the place. It was crazy! For some reason I kept imagining bears jumping out and going "RAWWWWRRGHGNNGDKJGHFUCKYOU" and ripping my head off with like, a claw. Fucking scary. Anyways, both of us couldn't stop swearing because we kept getting bit by West Nile infected...uh...possums and we kept getting in really awkward situations. For example, we went biking up the same trail three times, which went past this Mexican family that just so happened to be made up of like sixteen guys, three kids and a mom, then back down and passed them again. As if they had time to perfect the "allguysturnandstareatthetwogirlsridingbikesupthemountain" technique, they all did it. All six times. And only the guys. Then they whispered things to each other when we were like three feet away and I kept hearing "El Nina", which apparently means great flood in Mexican. Spanish. Sorry. GYAAAAAHHH.
And a pop up just came up on the computer screen with Micheal Jackson's face and made me scream. Okkaaaay. Seriously though, why do they always seem to use the same creepy picture of him everytime? Ugh.
Anyways. Then we got to the giant mud patch, where I took of my slippers and sunk like a foot. She tried to salvage her converse, but she slipped and screamed "FUCKING WHORE" really loudly instead. And I've seriously never heard her curse before so I was laughing and slipping back down the hill. So we stopped afterwards so I could wipe my toes off with a leave and feel more like a hippy than ever before, when this REALLY nice looking guys rides past us. So then Jasmine yells something like "Fucking hot!!" and I'm all like "Hell yes!!". Then I jumped off this mini cliff thing to wash my feet off and this guy on a boat was staring at us because I almost lost my shoe and had to dive after it. On the way back up the path we noticed that it snaked back up around alongside the one we just came from, so the guy heard us talking about him too. Good stuff I say.
My back hurts and I have one cut for each time we went up into those mountains thingies, and if you'll give me a sec I'll think of something else to complain about...ah yes, they're bleeding! Jolly good!
"We could feel alive...here we are, here we are."
I haven't finished any of my homework yet. PSHA. I think I have an F in Ms. K's class because I hate it anyways.
Today me and my family went to Hag Lake and met up with tons of other people. I got to canoe with Jasmine and Nicole, but then Nicole was being a puss so after five feet I had to steer the whole damn thing back so she could get off. I'm SO glad I used to paddle. Jeez. Then Jasmine and I went biking on these paths that randomly disappeared then re-appeared in really dark areas that freaked us out. They had huge holes and ditches, and big patches of mud all over the place. It was crazy! For some reason I kept imagining bears jumping out and going "RAWWWWRRGHGNNGDKJGHFUCKYOU" and ripping my head off with like, a claw. Fucking scary. Anyways, both of us couldn't stop swearing because we kept getting bit by West Nile infected...uh...possums and we kept getting in really awkward situations. For example, we went biking up the same trail three times, which went past this Mexican family that just so happened to be made up of like sixteen guys, three kids and a mom, then back down and passed them again. As if they had time to perfect the "allguysturnandstareatthetwogirlsridingbikesupthemountain" technique, they all did it. All six times. And only the guys. Then they whispered things to each other when we were like three feet away and I kept hearing "El Nina", which apparently means great flood in Mexican. Spanish. Sorry. GYAAAAAHHH.
And a pop up just came up on the computer screen with Micheal Jackson's face and made me scream. Okkaaaay. Seriously though, why do they always seem to use the same creepy picture of him everytime? Ugh.
Anyways. Then we got to the giant mud patch, where I took of my slippers and sunk like a foot. She tried to salvage her converse, but she slipped and screamed "FUCKING WHORE" really loudly instead. And I've seriously never heard her curse before so I was laughing and slipping back down the hill. So we stopped afterwards so I could wipe my toes off with a leave and feel more like a hippy than ever before, when this REALLY nice looking guys rides past us. So then Jasmine yells something like "Fucking hot!!" and I'm all like "Hell yes!!". Then I jumped off this mini cliff thing to wash my feet off and this guy on a boat was staring at us because I almost lost my shoe and had to dive after it. On the way back up the path we noticed that it snaked back up around alongside the one we just came from, so the guy heard us talking about him too. Good stuff I say.
My back hurts and I have one cut for each time we went up into those mountains thingies, and if you'll give me a sec I'll think of something else to complain about...ah yes, they're bleeding! Jolly good!
"We could feel alive...here we are, here we are."