"Good Morning" Bryan Murphy would usually say at 9 p.m to any senior. Too many years in Boy Scouts, but I stay, you know why? I love camping. You might think, "oh that shit is mad gay." well you're kinda right, BUT what makes my troop different and awesome is that we don't follow the rules and we hardly wear uniform even to regular meetings. - They consist of 7:30 to 8 straight-up dodge ball and the last hour talking about the next camping trip. With that said, I usually get there at around 6, the time the cub scouts USED to always be there, but the den mother is very irresponsible these days, but anyways.. I'm probably skating out front of the bank where we meet, or getting an arizona or chilling with a friend on my way there.

Camping is ill. THUG LIFE! I get the coolest pictures up there, where? Wherever we get to, usually Alpine, New jersey. "Oh okay." Billy says as he smokes another cigarette and then coughing violently like an old geezer, he's the assistant scoutmaster and he helps transport our shit and i'm gonna miss him the day he moves to wherever.

As of this first blog, I don't know why I started with Boy Scouts. Lmfao, not really. But things are to come. I just ate some Toblerone my dad randomly got me and took a hot bath. =]

"Hey what are you doin?!" - "Um, putting up my dreamcatcher." - *mouths words for 5 secs* "Oh okay!" -Insider from summercamp