And what a fucking weekend.

On the bad side it was cut short, and we had to come home early. There were a few fights involved, and some friends got their eye’s fucked up. And the girl I was riding with drunkenly ran into the side of the security officer’s truck, and she’s underage.

But on the positive side, I didn’t break a bone, truck, phone, or anything else this time. I don’t think I’ve hurt my self. I got a badass flo-grown sticker, and had some nommin’ gator. I met a lot of really ass cool people, and partied with every mother fucker at RYC.  Pictures will come later, my still drunk ass is going to sleep! Goodnight! :)