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Last weekend was probably the best weekend ever. We went white water rafting with outing club and it was pretty damn awesome. There are SO many stories from that weekend, there's no way I can tell them all, so I'll just give a few highlights:
- Nate the camera guy = very pretty. Got on the bus and I know I was checkin him out. THought i was the only one that looked at him that way, but apparently everyone thought he was hott and didn't wanna say anything for the same reason i didn't... He looked like a less built, shorter haired, more outdoorsy Hector from Troy. yeah, hott.
- For some reason, at 11:30 Saturday night, a small group of us decided to go to Canada. We went to Mrs. Pratte and woke her up and asked for the keys to the van. If you're thinking we're crazy, don't, Canada was only an hour away. We just wanted to cross the border. Turns out, the van had half a tank of gas and the nearest open station was 45 mins in the opposite direction of the canadians. So we went to a boat ramp instead and looked at the stars and talked to loons and got scared silly by a Handicapped Parking sign.
- Met a boyscout named Nico.
- Stayed up late playing a game of "if you had to choose between..." (the hardest one was Orlando, Heath Ledger, or Jake Gyllenhaal)
- Mr. Frank forgot I was in the bathroom at the restaurant and took off without me. I hopped in Mrs. Pratte's van and hid so he would think I was still in the bathroom. He found me.
- Sara played checkers with Mr. Frank (there's a very blatant sexual message in that sentence for anyone in Mr. Gaucher's senior classes...) Mr. Frank won.
- Wicked hot on the car ride home so I suggested we go to the beach. Mr. Frank liked that idea, so we took a little detour on the ride home and everyone ran into the 40 degree water.
It was fun. Trust me.
- Nate the camera guy = very pretty. Got on the bus and I know I was checkin him out. THought i was the only one that looked at him that way, but apparently everyone thought he was hott and didn't wanna say anything for the same reason i didn't... He looked like a less built, shorter haired, more outdoorsy Hector from Troy. yeah, hott.
- For some reason, at 11:30 Saturday night, a small group of us decided to go to Canada. We went to Mrs. Pratte and woke her up and asked for the keys to the van. If you're thinking we're crazy, don't, Canada was only an hour away. We just wanted to cross the border. Turns out, the van had half a tank of gas and the nearest open station was 45 mins in the opposite direction of the canadians. So we went to a boat ramp instead and looked at the stars and talked to loons and got scared silly by a Handicapped Parking sign.
- Met a boyscout named Nico.
- Stayed up late playing a game of "if you had to choose between..." (the hardest one was Orlando, Heath Ledger, or Jake Gyllenhaal)
- Mr. Frank forgot I was in the bathroom at the restaurant and took off without me. I hopped in Mrs. Pratte's van and hid so he would think I was still in the bathroom. He found me.
- Sara played checkers with Mr. Frank (there's a very blatant sexual message in that sentence for anyone in Mr. Gaucher's senior classes...) Mr. Frank won.
- Wicked hot on the car ride home so I suggested we go to the beach. Mr. Frank liked that idea, so we took a little detour on the ride home and everyone ran into the 40 degree water.
It was fun. Trust me.