I said I'd post on it, so here's the post:
Only eight of us went.
Seven guys plus me.
Hm, brings back memories.
Anyway, insanely awesome course; one mile uphill with sand and rocks (torture) then flats and hills and up and around cliffsides. Again, insanely awesome.
...And we all fell asleep at one point or another on the boat. ...which of course led to us taking pictures of eachother sleeping and blowing dog whistles in eachother's faces to see if it would wake them up...
Yeah, that last one worked. And guess what girly they did it on? Hard question, since there's only one me.
...and guess what girly posted photos on facebook of all the guys sleeping afterwards?
Again, only one me.
But yes, we still all love eachother---it's that crazy insane cross country bond. The best thing is that I know that the team's there for me---to quote: "If anyone attacked casey they'd pretty much be goners...we'd be on them like AHHHHHHHHHHH..."
Lol. Love my cross country people. =) Especially when they sing Taylor Swift for me. Good times.
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