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It's thursday morning and I just woke up. I'm still yawning and frankly I don't smell all that pleasant. But that's okay though because I'm home by myself. Anyways, springbreak's been up and down. On saturday morning, I went to my job training at Wal-mart and sunday they let me loose to man a cash register all by myself. It was pretty good. I think I'm gonna like that job. Monday, I went bowling for the first time in my life. I swear, I've never been bowling before so Grant and Sarah took me. First we went to Brunswick but there were so many people there that we decided to go somewhere else. Honestly, who goes bowling on a monday night? Pretty sad. We did. So we went down to the gwinnett lane off of Jimmy Carter Blvr. That place is "crunk". We bowled two games and then I said we should put wagers on our games because bowling alone was getting boring. Our first wager was the loser has to lick a little bit of the bottom of the winner's bowling shoe. Sarah lost! I have that pic on my phone. Then the second game the wager was the loser has to lick the inside of the bowling shoe of the winner. And Sarah lost again! Grant won but he wanted her to lick my shoe and I wasnt wearing any socks so it must have been soooo nasty. Well, the last dare was pretty gutsy, the loser has to lick the length of the winner's bowling shoe. I lost. I kept on getting gutter balls so my score sucked.
Tuesday, Tuesday was the shit. Hands down, it was the shit. Me, Nick, Himesh, and Grant went kayaking on the Broad River. Nick and Himesh came over around noon and picked up me and grant and we had luck at McDonald's Gourment Grill and Bistro. Then we headed out on our long drive up to Danielsville. I got the direction on how to get there from Yahoo.com so I was a little shaky and wasnt sure if those were the right directions. We drove for an hour and a half and thirty minutes into the trip I had to take a piss. And those bastards wouldnt pull over because they thought it'd be funnier to watch me suffer. When we got there, I bolted out the door and ran toward the first tree i saw. It was good. Liberating is a better way to put it. So we rented our kayaks, grabbed the vests and skirts and slid down this thirty foot hill in our kayaks and we were on our way. Got out on the river and the first thing I did was stick my foot into the water to see how cold it was. Have you ever been outside in the freezing air while youre dripping wet? The water felt a bit like that. The first twenty minutes or so was a little tame because we didnt want to fuck around for fear of tipping into that freezing water. Then the first set of rapids came. Me, Himesh and Nick got through it ok but Grant got pretty messed up. He capsized his boat. I saw the whole thing. First he was doing okay, going through the rapids like a goose flying through a hurricane. Then for some reason he keeled over and didnt emerge for a little while. His kayak frivolously floated down the river while the passenger was left stranded on a rock. I rowed over and gave him a lift to shore. Haha. The first guy to keel over. While on shore, we met these two guys who were also going down the river except they had beer! Two Artic Zone coolers full of beer! It looked pretty tasty. Onward we went, down the river. We saw many turtles basking on rocks, trees, and along the shore. Lazily basking in the warm sun. We had ourselves an idea. A game to pass the time. First person to knock down the most turtles by the end of the trip wins. Now this game is much harder than it sounds. For example, those turtles, they're cunning little bastards. As soon as you get within striking distance, they would jump into the river by themselves. One time, I saw this turtle nesting on a branch that hung over the river, so I put the kayak on stealth mode and crept up behind the reptilian S.O.L. (shit outta luck). I got my paddle, raised it approximantly 70 degrees or so and smacked the hell outta that turtle. He went flying. That game got us through the milder parts of the river. Then came the second set of rapids. This one caught me unprepared. I didn't have my skirt on so my kayak was sink-prone. I also didn't have my life-preserver on either so i was also drown-prone. Down the rapids I went. Paddling left and manuevering right to avoid capsizing. Then came the monster of all waves. I was leaning my kayak right to avoid a big wave and all of a sudden this tsumani wave came in from my right and filled the hull with water. I bailed out just as my kayak was starting to roll over. I remember hitting the water and seeing a swirl of brown water around me. I went down to see how deep the bottom was but I couldnt find the bottom so I swam uptop towards the big yellow beacon known as my kayak. Rose out of the water and hung on to my boat for dear life. The capsized kayak pulled me down the river about twenty yards. All the while my legs were bashing against sharp rocks that were lay underneath. The most painful blow came when I smashed my bad knee against a rock. I dragged myself onto the bank and just stood there for the longest time. I couldnt move. My left knee got fucked. When the pain had died down some, I inched my way towards the rocks and laid there. We all did. Warm sun on our faces, warm rock to keep us from the arctic water. My knee ached like a bitch but I didn't care. This felt amazing. We must've laid there for the longest time before having to continue on. Further down the river, we saw this lush hill by the bank of the river. It looked almost like a giant staircase where there would be a steep side then it would flatten out and then drop again. Himesh got the brilliant idea of dragging our kayaks out of the water and ride them down the hill. I was excited about it too, then I had to drag the kayak out of the water. It wouldnt have been so bad except my knee was resisting my body with every step and tug. I got it on the bank and out of the river and then I saw the gauntlet. The way there was full of thorn and small branches and whatever else. This might not seem like much of a gauntlet but try walking through it barefoot and dragging a kayak. I walked about fourty yards and then I just stopped. I stopped and stood there. I had thorns clinging to the bottom of my feet and I didnt feel like going a step further. I stood there and just stared into nothing until Himesh yelled for me to go back because the kayaks didn't go down the hill that well and it was a waste of time. Personally I was relieved because I had lost all enthusiasm for it long ago but I didnt want to look like a coward. This was my way out. Onward we went. Floating down. Down down down. Talking. Remonising. Singing. Yelling. "Man, do you remember when we..." "That kid was so cool, what ever happend to him..." "It's good that Nick's girlfriend is only 5'3", that way she wont have to get on her knees when she blows him...". I didn't want it to end. Half of the fun of a trip like this is the people you go with. And this group was perfect. We all got along and I enjoyed the company of all of them. We got to the waterfall and saw that there was actually water going over it. The last time we went, there was only a tiny bit of water trickling over the fall and when we tried to go over it, our kayak would get stuck nose first in the mud and we would fall over. Not this time. The water was plentiful and so was our sense of adventure. I got sucked into the current going the opposite way of the fall. That didnt stop me though. Fighting the current, me and Himesh rowed ourselves towards the rocks and made our way around the bend that led to the fall. We got into our kayaks and shot down that river and flew right over the fall. All that hard work of dragging the boat was worth it for that one moment. The rest of the trip was pretty tame. We floated down the river lazily. Soaking up the sun as we went along. Without a care in the world. When we got to our pick-up spot, we saw that the bus was already there and waiting for us. We told him we would be done by five o'clock but we didn't show up until six fifteen. We started out at one-thirty and didn't finish until six-fifteen. The average time for that trip is two to three hours. It took us five. Rode the bus back to our car. Got dressed. And we headed home. I slept the whole time up until when we stopped at Waffle House in Danielsville. It was such a depressing Waffle House. There was an elderly couple dining in the opposite end of the restraunt from where we sat and an old guy hitting on the waitress at the bar. Depressing. I ate so much there. I had a waffle, a Libby's Patty melt, a 1/4 lbs. hamburger, and a triple hasbrown. It was good. GOOOOOD. Got on 316 and drove home. Blaring the music as we went. Angering other automotive travelers along the way. It was good. Tuesday was good. That trip was good.
" With so much left to seek, the lease runs out next week."
Tuesday, Tuesday was the shit. Hands down, it was the shit. Me, Nick, Himesh, and Grant went kayaking on the Broad River. Nick and Himesh came over around noon and picked up me and grant and we had luck at McDonald's Gourment Grill and Bistro. Then we headed out on our long drive up to Danielsville. I got the direction on how to get there from Yahoo.com so I was a little shaky and wasnt sure if those were the right directions. We drove for an hour and a half and thirty minutes into the trip I had to take a piss. And those bastards wouldnt pull over because they thought it'd be funnier to watch me suffer. When we got there, I bolted out the door and ran toward the first tree i saw. It was good. Liberating is a better way to put it. So we rented our kayaks, grabbed the vests and skirts and slid down this thirty foot hill in our kayaks and we were on our way. Got out on the river and the first thing I did was stick my foot into the water to see how cold it was. Have you ever been outside in the freezing air while youre dripping wet? The water felt a bit like that. The first twenty minutes or so was a little tame because we didnt want to fuck around for fear of tipping into that freezing water. Then the first set of rapids came. Me, Himesh and Nick got through it ok but Grant got pretty messed up. He capsized his boat. I saw the whole thing. First he was doing okay, going through the rapids like a goose flying through a hurricane. Then for some reason he keeled over and didnt emerge for a little while. His kayak frivolously floated down the river while the passenger was left stranded on a rock. I rowed over and gave him a lift to shore. Haha. The first guy to keel over. While on shore, we met these two guys who were also going down the river except they had beer! Two Artic Zone coolers full of beer! It looked pretty tasty. Onward we went, down the river. We saw many turtles basking on rocks, trees, and along the shore. Lazily basking in the warm sun. We had ourselves an idea. A game to pass the time. First person to knock down the most turtles by the end of the trip wins. Now this game is much harder than it sounds. For example, those turtles, they're cunning little bastards. As soon as you get within striking distance, they would jump into the river by themselves. One time, I saw this turtle nesting on a branch that hung over the river, so I put the kayak on stealth mode and crept up behind the reptilian S.O.L. (shit outta luck). I got my paddle, raised it approximantly 70 degrees or so and smacked the hell outta that turtle. He went flying. That game got us through the milder parts of the river. Then came the second set of rapids. This one caught me unprepared. I didn't have my skirt on so my kayak was sink-prone. I also didn't have my life-preserver on either so i was also drown-prone. Down the rapids I went. Paddling left and manuevering right to avoid capsizing. Then came the monster of all waves. I was leaning my kayak right to avoid a big wave and all of a sudden this tsumani wave came in from my right and filled the hull with water. I bailed out just as my kayak was starting to roll over. I remember hitting the water and seeing a swirl of brown water around me. I went down to see how deep the bottom was but I couldnt find the bottom so I swam uptop towards the big yellow beacon known as my kayak. Rose out of the water and hung on to my boat for dear life. The capsized kayak pulled me down the river about twenty yards. All the while my legs were bashing against sharp rocks that were lay underneath. The most painful blow came when I smashed my bad knee against a rock. I dragged myself onto the bank and just stood there for the longest time. I couldnt move. My left knee got fucked. When the pain had died down some, I inched my way towards the rocks and laid there. We all did. Warm sun on our faces, warm rock to keep us from the arctic water. My knee ached like a bitch but I didn't care. This felt amazing. We must've laid there for the longest time before having to continue on. Further down the river, we saw this lush hill by the bank of the river. It looked almost like a giant staircase where there would be a steep side then it would flatten out and then drop again. Himesh got the brilliant idea of dragging our kayaks out of the water and ride them down the hill. I was excited about it too, then I had to drag the kayak out of the water. It wouldnt have been so bad except my knee was resisting my body with every step and tug. I got it on the bank and out of the river and then I saw the gauntlet. The way there was full of thorn and small branches and whatever else. This might not seem like much of a gauntlet but try walking through it barefoot and dragging a kayak. I walked about fourty yards and then I just stopped. I stopped and stood there. I had thorns clinging to the bottom of my feet and I didnt feel like going a step further. I stood there and just stared into nothing until Himesh yelled for me to go back because the kayaks didn't go down the hill that well and it was a waste of time. Personally I was relieved because I had lost all enthusiasm for it long ago but I didnt want to look like a coward. This was my way out. Onward we went. Floating down. Down down down. Talking. Remonising. Singing. Yelling. "Man, do you remember when we..." "That kid was so cool, what ever happend to him..." "It's good that Nick's girlfriend is only 5'3", that way she wont have to get on her knees when she blows him...". I didn't want it to end. Half of the fun of a trip like this is the people you go with. And this group was perfect. We all got along and I enjoyed the company of all of them. We got to the waterfall and saw that there was actually water going over it. The last time we went, there was only a tiny bit of water trickling over the fall and when we tried to go over it, our kayak would get stuck nose first in the mud and we would fall over. Not this time. The water was plentiful and so was our sense of adventure. I got sucked into the current going the opposite way of the fall. That didnt stop me though. Fighting the current, me and Himesh rowed ourselves towards the rocks and made our way around the bend that led to the fall. We got into our kayaks and shot down that river and flew right over the fall. All that hard work of dragging the boat was worth it for that one moment. The rest of the trip was pretty tame. We floated down the river lazily. Soaking up the sun as we went along. Without a care in the world. When we got to our pick-up spot, we saw that the bus was already there and waiting for us. We told him we would be done by five o'clock but we didn't show up until six fifteen. We started out at one-thirty and didn't finish until six-fifteen. The average time for that trip is two to three hours. It took us five. Rode the bus back to our car. Got dressed. And we headed home. I slept the whole time up until when we stopped at Waffle House in Danielsville. It was such a depressing Waffle House. There was an elderly couple dining in the opposite end of the restraunt from where we sat and an old guy hitting on the waitress at the bar. Depressing. I ate so much there. I had a waffle, a Libby's Patty melt, a 1/4 lbs. hamburger, and a triple hasbrown. It was good. GOOOOOD. Got on 316 and drove home. Blaring the music as we went. Angering other automotive travelers along the way. It was good. Tuesday was good. That trip was good.
" With so much left to seek, the lease runs out next week."