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i know nobody reads my livejournal and therefore nobody cares... but cape cod was amazing.
the fun began friday. woke up and went to the beach. ocean was FREEZING! but we had a great time. then we went back and met and met some guy named kevin. we met up with the other girls around 4 and went food shopping. then we came backa nd made mac and cheese and got ready to go out. kevin called and we went to meet him. the situation was kinda skectchy and we ditched him to hang out with these baseball boys that the other girls met. good decision. kevin called like 50 times begging us to come hang out with him and ended up yelling at us and shit. the gusy didn't know what 30's were. they thought we meant 40 oz. but smaller. haha. a few of the baseball boys came back to our house. chris, tyler, tommy, mike and paulie. they were super chill and we played drinking games. then brent and ken showed up. tyler was awesome. he was georgeous. he told me he thinks i might be the greatest girl hes ever met. but he has no clue where ct is. i say hes a cowboy, the girls say hes a hick. hes from indiana but he listenes to country, that makes him a cowboy. we had a great time. i wasn't a whore though, i didnt get with anyone, not even tyler.
the next day we went to the ocean and had a good time, then we went to the bay and swam and played football in the water, it was so warm. a crab bit my toe and it hurt a lot. we saw some horeshoe crabs getting it on. it was quite funny. then we went back to the house and had a bbq. we were too cheap to buy ketchup so we stole it from wendys. for desert we made s'mores. at night we went to the drive in theater and saw "the longest yard". we've all seen it, but it was cooler this time because we were laying in the back of our cars.
tyler called me and wanted me to come by but i didnt. back at the hosue we had a hardcore game of kings. i called tyler and he got really upset that i wouldnt come walk to his motel. i was like "ok, i'm not going to go walk down the street in the middle of the night to meet up with a boy i met yesterday... thats sketchy" he got upset because he thought i was calling him sketchy. i got upset because he got upset. i was drunk. he was drunk. everyone was wasted. i went to sleep.
at 6am jess, krista, rach, brent and ken left. that left me jacki sarah annd mel to clean. that sucked. the baseball boys wanted us to come say goodbye but we just couldnt make it there before they left for their game. you know i'll be at every albany baseball game looking for tyler. ha. we had to take the garbage from the weekend to the dump and there was no room in the car so jacki and i had to sit with it on our laps! eeeeeew. anyway the drive home was fucking long. we had to drive jacki to URI. i called chris gentile to ask him if theres anything to do in providence... apparently i had also left him a drunk message on friday night. whoops.
you put de lime de coconut.
"ENTERING YARMOUTH, DENNIS!"
the fun began friday. woke up and went to the beach. ocean was FREEZING! but we had a great time. then we went back and met and met some guy named kevin. we met up with the other girls around 4 and went food shopping. then we came backa nd made mac and cheese and got ready to go out. kevin called and we went to meet him. the situation was kinda skectchy and we ditched him to hang out with these baseball boys that the other girls met. good decision. kevin called like 50 times begging us to come hang out with him and ended up yelling at us and shit. the gusy didn't know what 30's were. they thought we meant 40 oz. but smaller. haha. a few of the baseball boys came back to our house. chris, tyler, tommy, mike and paulie. they were super chill and we played drinking games. then brent and ken showed up. tyler was awesome. he was georgeous. he told me he thinks i might be the greatest girl hes ever met. but he has no clue where ct is. i say hes a cowboy, the girls say hes a hick. hes from indiana but he listenes to country, that makes him a cowboy. we had a great time. i wasn't a whore though, i didnt get with anyone, not even tyler.
the next day we went to the ocean and had a good time, then we went to the bay and swam and played football in the water, it was so warm. a crab bit my toe and it hurt a lot. we saw some horeshoe crabs getting it on. it was quite funny. then we went back to the house and had a bbq. we were too cheap to buy ketchup so we stole it from wendys. for desert we made s'mores. at night we went to the drive in theater and saw "the longest yard". we've all seen it, but it was cooler this time because we were laying in the back of our cars.
tyler called me and wanted me to come by but i didnt. back at the hosue we had a hardcore game of kings. i called tyler and he got really upset that i wouldnt come walk to his motel. i was like "ok, i'm not going to go walk down the street in the middle of the night to meet up with a boy i met yesterday... thats sketchy" he got upset because he thought i was calling him sketchy. i got upset because he got upset. i was drunk. he was drunk. everyone was wasted. i went to sleep.
at 6am jess, krista, rach, brent and ken left. that left me jacki sarah annd mel to clean. that sucked. the baseball boys wanted us to come say goodbye but we just couldnt make it there before they left for their game. you know i'll be at every albany baseball game looking for tyler. ha. we had to take the garbage from the weekend to the dump and there was no room in the car so jacki and i had to sit with it on our laps! eeeeeew. anyway the drive home was fucking long. we had to drive jacki to URI. i called chris gentile to ask him if theres anything to do in providence... apparently i had also left him a drunk message on friday night. whoops.
you put de lime de coconut.
"ENTERING YARMOUTH, DENNIS!"