Where I have been

Hey Everybody!!!!

I sincerely apologize for the layoff, I know you've checked the blog spot and have disappointed lately when there wasn't a new posting. Anyways, its been a pretty interesting, but good week. I got to play golf with my Dad, which definitely doesn't happen as much as it should. I also was forced to go to orientation at the University of Wyoming from June 30th-July 1st. That was most def. a new experience for me. Here is where it all started...........................................The first day I arrived there (the 30th), we had to check in, get in groups, the basics. So for the first day we were broken into small groups and we did activities to get to know each other (extremely horrible). We then got tours and ate dinner to complete the first day. This is where the real story begins, so read closely (Sammy). After dinner the first day, we had time to be on our own and experience the freedom and Independence of a real college student. Each person at the orientation was assigned a room, where you were paired with another random student for the night. We had the option to go check out our room anytime after 7 p.m. and drop our stuff off in the room. Well, I was busy exploring the campus and hanging out with all of my new Wyoming friends that I didn't go into my room until around 9:30 p.m. When I went in, I saw my roommates bag on one of the two beds in the dorm. I knew he had been to the room first and claimed his bed. He wasn't in the room when I was there, so I just went back out with my backpack on. I had everything in my backpack so he wouldn't be able to tell I had been in the room yet because I didn't drop anything off. I figured I would come back later and meet him in the room later in the night. I went and hung out around campus for about an hour and a half and thought I should probably return to my room soon to meet him. I was back at my room at 10:30 p.m. to finally meet this punk. This time there was a duffle bag on each of the beds, which was shocking because someone else claimed my bed, that I was assigned to. I then threw one of the duffle bags on the floor and replaced it with my backpack. I then left my room, (with my backpack on the bed containing all my stuff) and went to another kid's room who was pretty chill and who was in my group all day. So I went back to his room because we were hanging out before I went to my room and dropped off my backpack. So I hung out for a while and told my buddy what happened. We plotted how I would go about this situation. So I returned to my room for a third time hoping for confrontation with these cowards. It was 11:15 p.m. by this time and I was standing at my door, room key in hand..........I looked in the eyehole from the outside and saw the light on and instantly knew they were in the room. I slid my card and opened the door (expecting to see two guys). I opened the door and there were 2 redneck-cowboy bastards and 3 ugly girls in my room! The door opened and it was dead silent and they were staring at me. I looked and my backpack was on the floor, and the retard who stole my bed was now sitting down with his duffle bag on my bed. I kindly said, "Why are you in my room you stupid cowboy redneck??" Anyways, I realized that these guys had thier heart on staying in my room and wouldn't settle for anything less. I was like whatever, so I grabbed my backpack and peaced out. I went back to my friend's room and we hung out there with his roommate (who was kind of a nerd) for a while. I eventually ended up staying the night on their floor which wasn't bad because we just chilled and played cards. The moral of this story is that if two flamers ever steal your room kill, dont let them get you down. A night that could have easily been bad, ended up being pretty good. You just have to make the best of what you've got to work with.
Thanks for your time,
-Shaun Hicks
P.S.- I now realize how boring college life can be during the summer (Sammy).