fourth of july bitchesss
Kay. Well this weekend I went to Jessica Ann Taylor's lakehouse in Conneaut Lake, Pennsylvania. Actually I think it's Conneautville but the lake is like where we were so idk. ha. Sooo Friday night I slept over at Jessica's house, and that was all good n fun because I got to see Josh in Al, who i haven't seen in like half a year. Saturday we got everything together, and Jess's mom went shopping, so we left the house around two in the afternoon. Got there around 4ish, pretty good timing. The best part about arriving at the lakehouse is watching Roxie run around the house like a maniac when we open the door. We threw our stuff down on our beds and went over for dinner at her Grandma's across the street. The thing I love about their lakehouse is taht the whole family comes. There's always lots of people there to keep you company...I feel like they're my second family. After dinner...the madness startedddd yeeeehaw. We got the keys to the golfcart. Yippitydoodaaa!! We spent like half the weekend taking turns driving around the neighborhood on the golfcart. I know those streets like the back of my hand. Let's see....we stalked 18 year old boys that constantly had their shirts off...and then theyd stare at us like we were crazy...and the girls with them were ugly posers wearing viva la bam shirts. We attempted to drive on the highway. Ohhh lordy that was quite an experience! Jessica went out on the road and was just like...screaming...i was laughing my ass off....then when I attempted, jessica was looking to the right so i assume that she assumed that i was looking to the left, but i wasnt, and she said "Okay go" and i went and there was a car coming right on us!!! We were screeching sooo loud we almost frickin died! Ahhh! And that crazy little black furry dog on that country road that was chasing us, and then the two beastly monsters with the guy on the tractor hahahaha...Well anyways, on the first and second night there were fireworks at the beach club. It was sooo beautiful, we were right on top of it with the fireworks right over our heads. There were so many boats on the little lake and all you could see for like 2 miles was little lights...or as Mrs Taylor and Bubba calls them..."the souls." On the second night that crazy little black kid came with us. I swear to God, he has ADD. He was like...trying to jump off the boat and saying that Mr Taylor stole his woman from him. which would be mrs taylor. now thats just weird. And then when pink fireworks would get shot off, he would scream PIIIINK! but he said it like....P-E-E-N-K. I swear i was about to slap him upside the head. Yeaaa and we had a couple fires, and we made smores, but there were spiders and misquitos everywhere so it was kinda grosss...There were so many frickin hilarious things that went on that I cant remember. OH one more thing...we went tubing (which im still sore from) and i was screaming and laughing so hard i dont know why but jessica was just silent...until she started uncontrollably laughing at how retarded i sounded. Then i came in because i was like exhausted and wheezing, and Mr Taylor went to bring the ladder in, and he jsut gently and graceful slipped down the ladder and fell head first in!!! It was like watching one of those walruses at sea world fall into the water....Mrs Taylor laughed for like five minutes straight and then finally said..."are you okay?" it was fucking hilarious. had to be there.
Yea so, overall, my weekend was better than yours. mwahahaha.