Must have been one of the better days today. We dressed in our DCUs for the first time as a company, or whoever is left here anyway. Took a lot of cool pictures, I really love the boots, especially since we don’t have to shine them for nothing. The canoeing got pushed back from 10 AM to 2PM. So I took that opportunity to go to Wendy’s for lunch and Best Buy. We got back, into PTs, and ran to the camping grounds, only about a mile run away, took us 10 minutes to run there, so must have been a little over a mile. It was a good ‘family day’ event. Had a lot of fun canoeing. SGT Figueroa, who couldn’t swim, got his boat flipped over. Threw the football over a little, took a few pictures. Then we got ready for Rhino’s. We had a blast. I didn’t get too drunk, but I had two bottles of MGD, and a couple of Long Islands. The dance wasn’t that great but that’s when the bride came in with all the bachelorettes. I had an awesome time getting close to some of the white girls that were just fine. We had some subway coming back, and I can’t remember too much of anything else. But I do remember that this was the day that Sanchez got really drunk. Well, he was the first one in the van because he’s feeling horrible, and Urmanita goes in, and I walk in the van. I see Urmanita on the back left corner, and Sanchez on the back right corner, so I’m like, ok fine, if you don’t wanna sit with him, I will. Well, so I sit down and I notice something’s really wrong with this guy Sanchez. I didn’t realize that he was really drunk until I sat next to him. I opened my subway, took one bite, hoping that the vegetables will do me some good (which doesn’t help at all), and had it on my lap when BLEH! he just threw up right then and there. He had nothing better to throw up in, so of course he does it into his jacket. Before that split second, some of his food ends up on top of my food and on my jeans. Me and Urmanita frantically searched for anyone with a bag, while this guy’s still throwing up in his jacket, and they’re sliming off into the van, too. Well, all that time, I didn’t realize I had that bag from subway. And I’m the one asking everyone to look for a bag. So someone decided to look at me and saw that I had a perfectly good bag just sitting there. By then Sanchez was done, and I gave my subway away to someone I don’t remember. What they don’t know can’t hurt them…