It was the summer of my freshman year of high school and I was in Jackson, Michigan at a YMCA camp for Marching Band. I was a little nervous because you hear rumors of things that had been done in the past in terms of hazing and all, but none of that really was a problem in the end. What I remember best is the 2 flute staff sitting on the sideline during our field rehearsls. It was probably 90-95 degrees out and we were all sweating our butts off, and these 2 girls come out in next-to-nothing bikinis. One of them was representing the american flag making most guys in the band want to salute. Well, the reason I said probably 90-95 degrees out is because once they came out, I don't really remember much else about that camp.

I woke up butt early today, because I have to... its MY LAST DAY! Plus I assumed that the pope would come out really early to come and hang out with me. When I woke up, I found out about daylight savings time and it was even better because I essentially gained that hour of sleep. I went on the net and had breakfast and found out that he would bless me at 10:30. Yes he only pays attention to me, because we are best friends.

Since I had all of that time, I decided to just wait for my Canadian friends (Lucy and Byron) to wake up. They are such an awesome couple. They have been married for over 5 years every single conversation we have is totally great. We go out to eat at really decent restaurants and really live it up. I am so glad I met them and we had such a great time while we were here. My last day in Europe and my trip for that matter... would of been the same without them. Except when they ate the intestines.

They had to check out so it took a

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I remember that we used to have these toys called "Food Fighters". Kevin and I had a huge amount of toys. I think that we had just about every food fighter. These action figures were a staple in our catapult game.

Laura Laura became Lolly-gagger when Laura, Mike and kids were over at our house having a jolly good time and she threw up on our air conditioning unit outside.

I remember my first encounter of someone doing something really bad to me.  My brother and I were hanging out one day.  He was riding his bike and I was riding my knight rider three wheeler (i forgot what those things were called). 

Anyways we were passing the backside of this park right next to our house which was pretty rare that we were that far and these bullies approached us.

One of them had a bottle of some sort filled with mud and who knows what else.  My brother got away, but they sprayed me with it.

I cried....  :.-(