It was a fun time.
We got there on Tuesday and it was a little more populated then we liked unfortunately but it was still a great time, getting in sucked ass because my brothers friend and I were in a row boat an one of the paddles broke half way through the trip across the lake. It was like a mile row too which sucked ass. But once we got there everything was good. There was 6 of us to start out, when we all got there people cracked open beers (except for me, I still don't like to drink) and we started setting up camp and eating food.
For the first two nights, I was pretty high, however the second night I was too high and felt like shit because I hate being that high and it pissed me off. I didn't smoke at all after first two nights because I didn't want to and my dad was coming after that. So my dad and his friend came and it was just basically the same thing as it was when it was just the 6 of us, everyone was drinking and smoking and such it was just all around a good time.
Nothing really exciting happened, we just kinda chilled at camp all day and just went out into the lake, I had a great time and wasn't enjoying when we left. I actually despised when we left because that means I had to come home to all the problems that I was free of such as: Women, My mom bitching at me, computers, people. I mean, I got on Facebook when I got home and the first status I saw was "Omg soooo pissssed!!! FML." and seeing just reminded me just how much I really did hate stuck bitches that go/graduated from my school.
Anyways, I am not getting on a rant, just wanted to share my Camping story. I will have some black metal pictures of it up when I get the pictures
We got there on Tuesday and it was a little more populated then we liked unfortunately but it was still a great time, getting in sucked ass because my brothers friend and I were in a row boat an one of the paddles broke half way through the trip across the lake. It was like a mile row too which sucked ass. But once we got there everything was good. There was 6 of us to start out, when we all got there people cracked open beers (except for me, I still don't like to drink) and we started setting up camp and eating food.
For the first two nights, I was pretty high, however the second night I was too high and felt like shit because I hate being that high and it pissed me off. I didn't smoke at all after first two nights because I didn't want to and my dad was coming after that. So my dad and his friend came and it was just basically the same thing as it was when it was just the 6 of us, everyone was drinking and smoking and such it was just all around a good time.
Nothing really exciting happened, we just kinda chilled at camp all day and just went out into the lake, I had a great time and wasn't enjoying when we left. I actually despised when we left because that means I had to come home to all the problems that I was free of such as: Women, My mom bitching at me, computers, people. I mean, I got on Facebook when I got home and the first status I saw was "Omg soooo pissssed!!! FML." and seeing just reminded me just how much I really did hate stuck bitches that go/graduated from my school.
Anyways, I am not getting on a rant, just wanted to share my Camping story. I will have some black metal pictures of it up when I get the pictures
