summers ending... meh
Just a heads up, it looks long, but its interesting, and its the highlights of my summer, which are few.. if you choose to ignore it, thats fine, but whatever. i'd like for someone to read, lol. i'll reply again after my surgery.... see ya then
I havent been on in a while. this is different. and ya know.. i got absolutely nothing exciting to talk about. i'll start from the begining of summer, i'll make it quick and simple. Went to staff training at the end of June. We went to a provincial park up in alliston for about... 3 days... 2 nights. the older staff seemed really dick'ish to me, and i wasnt big fans of them. The jr. staff ranging from the ages 13-16 are flippin hillarious. Sure they're younge, but they're much more fun than the older staff... how flip-flop eh? Well, on the last night... the older staff went to bed early... while me and the younger staff got stoned and drunk and stole firewood from the woodstorage shelter that we had to punch down a wall to get to it... 2-by-4's and nails arent strong compared to someone with two 40's in them. hahaha anyway. that was a fun adventure. plus jumping in the ditch cause we thought we heard some people after us.
lets see. ohhh-yes. the camp. I have been working at this flippin camp for who knows how long... seems like forever... but its actually been like... 30 days. after kids go (home that is), i usually stay back and just get hammmered with matt, then call for a taxi home. and do it again the next day. the thursday before the one that just passed... these 2 girls... both younger.. about 15... just stumble in the room... piss-drunk... we can smell it... we all know it... plus i was pretty baked... cause i just came in from smokin a joint with dion (counselor, and were both pretty baked... and no one knew.. which was funny. then they came in, and everyone knew about them,... buhahaha. no self control. and the next thursday night.. the one that JUST passed... they get busted again for drinking... this time by the supervisor... apparently... one of them was really depressed, and swallowed a bunch of pills before she drank,and drank it down with the booze. so matt (the owner) had to call the hospital and an ambulance came to take her to the hospital to get her stomach pumped. talked baout a fucked up night eh.
the guys were supposed to have the party night here. not them again. anyway. so the guys wanted to make their mark on the locks in newmarket. if you know newmarket well, you know the locks. they're across from the bayview park... which is across the street from meadowbrooke, which is near huron. anyway, so the guys took some 40's/joints/pipes/weed/spraypaint, and just went to town... they made they're mark alright. So i come walking by with matt (jr.staff) cause he ditched his alchy in the woods cause he thought he saw a cop. so we had a look... no luck. then we went to the locks... smoked no weed... no booze.. nuttin! it was all gone when i got there. the guys freakin drank all the shit! anyway. so i sparypain my initals into the locks (if ya ever wanna go and see our shit, lemme know) and walked back to the pool. So kyle... he's a momma's boy type... doesnt drink... doesnt smoke... nuttin.. is completely blazzed when i got there. and when we got to the pool i smoked a joint with him. then matt (owner) [[Alot of matt's at this pool eh?]] anyway, so matt was pissed that he never got the chance to smoke with kyle yet... so i leave that session, and come outside to sit by the fire goin on. then kyle comes stumbling over... and flopps down on the chair. competely out of it.. so i talk to him, try and keep him awake a little... then his chest starts heavin... and he starts to hiccup.... and i know whats commin... i go to the shop, grab him a bucket... place it down... and i go and grab him some water, i came back, and placed it down right beside him, and he freakin pukes... i dunno how close it was to my arm... like a hair away... there was spray-age on my arm. as some of you know, i aint good with people puking. so i get gaggy, but try and stay near him to be there, cause he's all alone by the fire. so i sit beside him for about 45 mins... and he's pukin the whole time, then i got a little worried. then i found out he drank 1.5 40's of Old English. so i'm not to worried after hearin that.. so i go to the room where the counselors are sleeping, and just chill, listen to some music (cause they're all asleep) and daze off.
thats it, thanks for reading if you did. see ya soon... :D
I havent been on in a while. this is different. and ya know.. i got absolutely nothing exciting to talk about. i'll start from the begining of summer, i'll make it quick and simple. Went to staff training at the end of June. We went to a provincial park up in alliston for about... 3 days... 2 nights. the older staff seemed really dick'ish to me, and i wasnt big fans of them. The jr. staff ranging from the ages 13-16 are flippin hillarious. Sure they're younge, but they're much more fun than the older staff... how flip-flop eh? Well, on the last night... the older staff went to bed early... while me and the younger staff got stoned and drunk and stole firewood from the woodstorage shelter that we had to punch down a wall to get to it... 2-by-4's and nails arent strong compared to someone with two 40's in them. hahaha anyway. that was a fun adventure. plus jumping in the ditch cause we thought we heard some people after us.
lets see. ohhh-yes. the camp. I have been working at this flippin camp for who knows how long... seems like forever... but its actually been like... 30 days. after kids go (home that is), i usually stay back and just get hammmered with matt, then call for a taxi home. and do it again the next day. the thursday before the one that just passed... these 2 girls... both younger.. about 15... just stumble in the room... piss-drunk... we can smell it... we all know it... plus i was pretty baked... cause i just came in from smokin a joint with dion (counselor, and were both pretty baked... and no one knew.. which was funny. then they came in, and everyone knew about them,... buhahaha. no self control. and the next thursday night.. the one that JUST passed... they get busted again for drinking... this time by the supervisor... apparently... one of them was really depressed, and swallowed a bunch of pills before she drank,and drank it down with the booze. so matt (the owner) had to call the hospital and an ambulance came to take her to the hospital to get her stomach pumped. talked baout a fucked up night eh.
the guys were supposed to have the party night here. not them again. anyway. so the guys wanted to make their mark on the locks in newmarket. if you know newmarket well, you know the locks. they're across from the bayview park... which is across the street from meadowbrooke, which is near huron. anyway, so the guys took some 40's/joints/pipes/weed/spraypaint, and just went to town... they made they're mark alright. So i come walking by with matt (jr.staff) cause he ditched his alchy in the woods cause he thought he saw a cop. so we had a look... no luck. then we went to the locks... smoked no weed... no booze.. nuttin! it was all gone when i got there. the guys freakin drank all the shit! anyway. so i sparypain my initals into the locks (if ya ever wanna go and see our shit, lemme know) and walked back to the pool. So kyle... he's a momma's boy type... doesnt drink... doesnt smoke... nuttin.. is completely blazzed when i got there. and when we got to the pool i smoked a joint with him. then matt (owner) [[Alot of matt's at this pool eh?]] anyway, so matt was pissed that he never got the chance to smoke with kyle yet... so i leave that session, and come outside to sit by the fire goin on. then kyle comes stumbling over... and flopps down on the chair. competely out of it.. so i talk to him, try and keep him awake a little... then his chest starts heavin... and he starts to hiccup.... and i know whats commin... i go to the shop, grab him a bucket... place it down... and i go and grab him some water, i came back, and placed it down right beside him, and he freakin pukes... i dunno how close it was to my arm... like a hair away... there was spray-age on my arm. as some of you know, i aint good with people puking. so i get gaggy, but try and stay near him to be there, cause he's all alone by the fire. so i sit beside him for about 45 mins... and he's pukin the whole time, then i got a little worried. then i found out he drank 1.5 40's of Old English. so i'm not to worried after hearin that.. so i go to the room where the counselors are sleeping, and just chill, listen to some music (cause they're all asleep) and daze off.
thats it, thanks for reading if you did. see ya soon... :D