Lets see i guess it was okay. I really dont like the beach so i just liked checking out the men. There was some fine cabanna boys there this weekend. Our hotal sucked...and it was a hilton.. it was weird. The elevators were all screwed up and stuff. There was this funny gay guy at the front desk. So yea Saturday i went to the beach then shopping at all those cool fucky beach side shops. We went to the oyster house for dinner were all the bus boys were BEAUTIFUL!!! lol. One of them... whose name was jon.. was extra hott. So i decided he was to fine to forget. SO i asked him if i could get a picture of him.. which i did.. AWESOMENESS!! then we got Alyssa's nose pierced.. the needle was as large as a pencil... it was gross. Then we went back to the hotel and drank a few absolute berrys. So then on sunday i woke up early went to the beach went back to the piercing place and got my belly button pierced... so then i drove home.. yea thats about it.
i just wish people would understand that i'm not some disturbed depressed teenager......
ok well t.tt.tttthhhhhhhaaa....ttttthhhhaaaatttssss aalll Follllkkkesss.
the fear that this stupid rig will hurt when i get a shower tonight