It's Sunday, and I have to go to confession...

What an awesome weekend! And it just sucks that it has to end like this: spending the final waking hours on the last flight out to North Carolina. Blah. As such, I'm blogging on the plane so that when I get to Raleigh, I can just crash hard. Something which I seriously need right now.

In all honesty, the weekend did not start out promising. I mean, while driving to Sugar River Forest Preserve for the much anticipated camping trip, we encountered a monsoon rain so torrential that I thought we were in India or something! Take a look! But thankfully, things turned out way better than anyone could ever hoped for. At least for me, despite enduring two days of rain.

I guess recently I have been kind of stressed out over something in my life, and the weekend was a good release. Unfortunately it manifested in a bad sort of a way. My behavior was horrible! I was mean and evil. And I feel the need to go to church and confess. But seeing that my frequent church going card has logged hardly any miles in recent memory, I guess you will have to be my pseudo-priest and listen to my sins. Whether or not you can provide guidance to the pearly gates is a totally different matter. So here goes, in no particular chronological order.

• Did not have time to take a shower after getting home, and I smell just like Deet, sweat, Miller Lite and Tequila at the moment. Oh, and I did not shower on Friday or Saturday either! Talk about sticky pits. Poor guy who is sitting next to me. And I'm wearing the same tank top as the one I wore all weekend long for good measure.
  
• Somehow the four of us who rode up together, Bob, Dave and Cliff, made the theme for this year's camping trip kacang, despite this trip wasn't even put together by me! And, ahem, kacang is Ethiopian for "toast" or "cheers." Seriously!
  
• Made fun of people.
  
• Played kickball with a Hello Kitty ball.
  
• Was being somewhat of a racist. Against my own kind, no less! And then played the race card to get out of situations. Not just once, but in many situations!
  
• Left my second battery for my camera at home. Bad Asian!
  
• Lusted after a pregnant jailbait. And she wasn't even there! {Actually, she could very well be legal in a few states!}
  
• Lied while playing I Never. Four times to be exact. Or it could have been nine. Why?
  
• Between Bob and I, we put away 4/5 of a handle of Captain Morgan's and three cases of Miller Lite. Katie "Classic" better be proud of me.
  
• Was being totally mean to a few select individuals, after finding out what they did to my friends. I am not one to judge, yet I was an asshole to them. In front of them without shame!
  
• One word: Pugs! It was all fun and games until someone decided to give a meaning which was not even my original intention: Pretty Ugly Girls.
  
• Made out with a girl from another campsite, not just once, not twice, nor thrice. Hell I lost count. And we did a few other naughty stuff together. Until she got really drunk and then her boyfriend came to take her back. Damn! I did not know she was with someone! Honestly! {Note a future blog titled "The grass is always greener on the other side."}
  
• Said damn just now.
  
• "You know how I know you're gay?"
  
• Accepted Katie's dare during Truth or Dare. Innocent enough, right? Until the dare was a duel involving a 3/5 full bottle of tequila. And I stupidly kept up through it until there was just a little bit shy of an inch of tequila left in the bottle. Oh, the sin wasn't drinking in this case. It was conceding the battle to her!
  
• Was a total dick to a friend, or a supposed friend {that's still up for debate with her}, for just a second with just one word in a passing moment.
  
• Did something so wrong that I can't even divulge the details here. But most would agree that I pretty much RSVP'ed to hell with that act.
  
• Undressed hot jailbaits in my mind when we stopped at the oasis on our way back home.
  
• Did not touch the healthy breakfast I brought {whole grain cereal, whole grain granola bars, soy milk and orange juice}, but instead cracked open a can of Miller Lite the minute I woke up in the morning.
  
• Peer pressured others implicitly by my actions. And I wore a cloak of deceit to hide the actual fact of said actions.
  
• I think I may have stolen something on Thursday night from Target.
  
• Having too many sentence fragments. Me Chinese. No English good.

So yeah, there you have them. I was a bad boy who needs to be spanked. But I have confessed.

Although I didn't get sick throughout last night, each time I breathed out today, I could still feel and smell the tequila fumes coming out of my mouth. That was making me gag once in a while and I thought I was going to get sick.

As a present to you for having stayed with me throughout my confession, I give you my pictures of the fun-filled weekend.

Note: This is meant to be funny and stretching the truth a little bit {on just a few, unfortunately}, so please don't feel shocked that I was all that evil. My How Evil Are You? assessment result was only 84 percent. Except the shower bit. That was all true. =)