Was fucking fantastic. This might be long. Whatever.

Let’s go from when it really started… 12 AM:

Taking Jell-O shots. Hiking to upper campus with a bunch of people from our hall. Finding the tipi hut thing. Getting baked as fuck with everyone. Hiking to the tree swing. Watching Paul and Noelia and Bryanna and everyone swing around and Noelia scream “I’m a fucking ballerina.” Hiking back. Ordering Dominos and eating Nutella and beef jerky as we waited. Eating Dominos. Attempting to watch P.S I Love You and Noelia just saying “I’m so confused, every time I look up it’s a different scene.” Passing the fuck out and getting the best sleep of my life.

Sleeping in. Packing stuff up and getting ready for the beach and a bonfire. Buying a billion bags of chips at 7-11 and a lunchable. Getting Subway. Picking up Omar. Going to wrong beach. Finding the right beach (Seabright). Parking. Laying in the little bit of sun there was left. Going to the ocean. Barely getting in. Still getting soaked by surprise waves. Watching Omar run up and down the waves. All our stuff getting attacked by hundreds of fucking sea gulls. The birds ONLY taking Noelia’s Doritos and eating them all. Yelling at the birds. Chasing them. Watching the sunset. Freezing my ass off with Nee as Shelby, Omar and Noelia got wood and shit for the bonfire. Building our own pit. Successfully starting a fire. Thawing out our bodies. Making smores with marshmallows and cookies. Scary stories. Missing an opportunity to smoke because I went down to the water -__- 

Driving home. Blasting Adele and The Lonely Island. Getting a bucket of water dumped on me while showering. Screaming. Laughing. Watching the Blair Witch Project. And now bed.

I had a pretty good weekend. Fucking good times with fucking amazing people. I love it here.

Tomorrow? HW.