Tuesday, August 23, 2005

   what I did for my summer vacation...

This is what happened on my four day leave, the end is actually quite interesting so please...read on (hopefully) Thursday: (6:00 p.m.) went to the campsite and got all set up, tent, and everything. spotted very strange looking squirrel and decided to name it Nemo (for some odd reason) (11:00 p.m.) went to sleep in very uncomfortable sleeping bag in VERY cold weather (11:05 p.m.) was extremely tempted to go sleep outside on the hammock, soon after realizing that it was taken (11:07 p.m.) went back to cold, uncomfortable sleeping bag Friday: (6:00 a.m!) was waken up by Danny and Nemo. realized that I now not only hate Danny, Nemo is not in good favor either. (6:30 a.m.) put on my clothes and went outside ny the fire (6:31 a.m.) .....went back inside the tent and back to sleep. (10:00 a.m.) woke up, ate breakfast, and laughed at Danny when every-one was giving him dirty looks for waking them up early. (12:00 p.m.) loaded and shot an air-soft gun multiple times trying to hit Nemo, who was repeatedly "chippiering" or whatever. (12:15 p.m.) Danny tells me to walk toward the tent after I realize that I have been outmatched by the almighty squirrel. (12:17 p.m.) Danny shoots me in the rib with an air soft gun, I yelled at him for a good few minutes for doing it, only to turn around and get shot again at point blank. (12:30 p.m.) ...I am now choking Danny. (1:30 p.m.) we both ride these crappy scooters (which I have the coordination of a turtle on) to a creek where we both hike for a few minutes up a hidden trail that could've very easily contained poison ivy (ah well, what's a few scratches here and there) (1:45 p.m.) me and Danny come to a log sitting over a river and decide to play the game "climb in the middle of the log and see whose stupid enough to fall off first) I won by default of course (mwuahahaha) Soon we both walk back to camp and set up a fire, watching one of my other friends try to chop newly found logs for fire wood, I also rememeber planks there with nails in them, I believe the conversation went something like this Joey: Hey where did ya get those planks? a house perhaps Danny: Hey! .....don't diss the dude choppin the wood, he has an axe...a very pointy axe Joey: go play with the fire Danny Danny: YES Ma'am! Joey: ... Saturday: (6:00 a.m.) was woken up by Nemo soley this time. All the campers then come to a conclusion We all...hate Nemo (10:00 a.m.) point and laugh as the same friend who was chopping the wood plays "chase the fat squirrel up a tree with a water bottle" with Nemo of course, soon after point and laugh again as Danny's hammock falls to the ground launching him out (12:00 p.m.) I start another fire, which of course wasn't going so well until Danny decides to spread liter fluid all over it (hint: liter fluid + small fire = REALLY BIG FIRE) me and him stare at it for a few hours and then Danny laughs as I get burned by a stray ember from the fire. Of course this is only seconds before he himself decides to grad a stick from out of the fire, burning his whole hand. Just a hint: this is where it starts to get good (1:30 p.m.) Me and Danny decide to go up a very steep trail that we found earlier way down the road (1:45 p.m.) Me and danny arrive at this alleged trail and realize even though it has a clear trail, there is a very shiny black pole lying on the ground in front of it (a very BIG pole) I shake off my expectations of what the pole their means and begin to walk up the trail, Danny soon follows (2:00 p.m.) we reach the top of the steep trail, and then decide that there's nothing worth seeing, we decide to go back down This results in SERIOUS PAIN for me (2:05 p.m.) with Danny a few feet in front of me graciously gliding down the trail on his butt I slip on a rock and some loose dirt, now I act even smarter and try to run it out so I won't fall. I run about twenty feet before my legs give out on me (trail was way to steep to keep running) I land on my knees of course, right before my right knee hits the big black pole, I scream in pain. Seconds later I find bpth my legs not only hitting the pole, but sliding off it seeming to launch myself upwards into the air, now my hands are already focused on my legs so I did catch my face in time. After that I remember landing face first into a rock, sliding a few feet (on my face) and laying there hearing in the background Danny going "WHAT THE CRAP!" (2:10 p.m.) my vision slightly returns to me and I realize that I'm laying face down in the dirt with my arm crossed beneath my chest, I get myself up to a sitting position, and feel a very "funny" feeling coming from the right side of my face, My knee then begins to what can only be described as screaming "YOU BLOODY IDIOT!" (2:11 p.m.) Danny comes to my side and starts explaining what happened (he's still facing my back so he can't see the full effect of the damage) When finally looking at my front he screams and says after a while "CAN YOU SEE!" I look up at him like he's the biggest idiot I'v ever seen (right about now I thought my leg was broken) that is until I touch the top of my cheek and look at a hand full of blood that came off of it. Long story short, I got back to camp alright, was immediatly brought back home. it turns out thaT Danny thought I had literally poked out my right eye, see he could only see blood and he panicked. ME? well I got a few scrapes and bruises, my knee is about black from all the bruising but not broken. and my face is healing up nicely, if I'd have hitten that same rock a tenth of a second earlier, my entire right eye would now be gone instead of it just cutting into my cheek (I have a cut right above my eyelid and right below my eye) people are saying now that someone was obviously watching over me. Danny's just relieved I'm not dead (the reason I blacked out for that little minute was because I had also suffered a blow to the head which now hurts very badly) I have to say the whole experience caused quite a bit of pain...but, that's my camping trip! glad to be back!!! -Joey

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