rope swings!!!

Our crew was suppose to go camping with Viet, Rosalyn, and her company. But then plans changed when they limited the amount of people we can bring from eight all the way down to 4. If you don't feel like that's a big difference then you're wrong. It's the difference between a rock hard dick vs. a flaccid one. We decide to give it up and just do our own thing. With the camping trip out of sight because of two bitches, our new plan was white water rafting.

I head out on Saturday night all by myself on lonely highway 80. The grueling drive drained my energy and I soon found myself stopping at INO for some a number 1 and a good conversation with my friend Kim Le. It's been 4 years and much has changed including our friendship but our conversations are still just as lively as the past.

Arriving at my destination, Josh, Oai, Chung, and Mimi celebrated by playing drinking games capping the night. The next morning, all of us (minus Josh) went to the rafting place. Fast forward three hours and here we are, cruising lazily down the American river along with Lisa, Alyssa, and David. With 151 and honeymoon, we couldn't lose, we were definitely gonna get fucked up.

Cliffs and rope swings invited us to come jump off of them.

By the end of our trip, half of us were wasted. Top three was...

1. Lisa Huynh
2. Yours truly
3. Oai Giang

Top two yacked. Top one couldn't make it to eat dinner with us. This was the most drunk I've been for a good 2 months.

My hangover started before I slept. I want to do it again.