September 4th - 7th, 2025 - Blue Mountain
- Dylan Segovia
- Sep 13
- 3 min read
Thursday
Martin, Ryan, I after work last minute shopping
Dinner at pho
Lou wants to set me up with her friend
Fine Mexican shyt texting me while we’re out
Friday: - work half day
took forever to pack
pick up wuggy
get to shabin
kenneth shrooms
forgot bacon
get to Blue
forgot power cable, forgot camera
get martin and ryan to pick up camera
hot tub, phone
walmart bow
firewood
wrestle Shabin like 3 times
Wrestle James
drinking game
relax
up late
Saturday
make breakfast with james and shabin and Ry
superman
bow and arrow backyard
walk to village
raised the price from 60 to 100
try to go on hike, olf fuck denies us
I am seething
I am rage
LCBO doesnt have dragon stout bc Blue hates black ppl
do nothing for like 30 minutes
phone is not doing well
walk back home
phone is gone
start making dinner
delegate delegate delegate
last supper
start partying
drinking game
double or nothing, triple or nothing against James, quad or nothing against Martin
cut myself off after arm wrestle with Drez
Drizzy and I drunk asf
I end up downstairs puking
Worried im finna die alone here
friends pull up and walk me through it
get upstairs drunk again with Drez
make it outside
spill my guts then spill
my guts
All my friends except Drizzy there to hear it
Everyone understands completely my side of the story
I am weeping, akin to the scene in Naruto with the popsicle
My voice is a shadow of itself
My shoulders shudder with every breath
I am bawling
I cant see them, I feel like its a confessional
I get everything out, every last thing. Down to Shabin and Yeca, down to Matthew L and Dennis, down to Martin and Ryan. All of it
Im clean
I am forgiven, I am welcomed in with open arms
Im pretty sober at this point
we watch Annabelle creations to end the night
Sunday
THESE MFS WILL NOT LEAVE THE HOUSE
I call my mom on RyLius phone
AND SOMEONE BROKE THE MF LIGHTSWITCH
I HAVE EMAILS FROM AIRBNB I CANNOT CHECK
we say goodbye to our home, we say goodbye to Martin and Ry, to Shy, Keira, Laylani and James.
The rest of us head to the mountain, but decide to run the scenic caves instead. A ten minute drive takes us to a place that looks more promising than Blue.
Middeth cant do hike bc shoes, we run walmart and buy ponchos
We play mini golf in the rain
We go hiking
My mom calls Raj
I tell her I love her, that I'm sorry, I miss her
The hike persists
we finish and head to Brampton for dinner
Indian place, Drez ponytail kink
Dave
Wuggy talk
Im home I love my mom
I don’t think I need to summarize bar for bar my thoughts on every individual thing that went down. Just- let me say that Blue Mountain was something I am so happy and delighted that it came true. Where I wish a couple of things happened differently, a couple more people came, I am so overjoyed that it happened at all.
To see my friends again after a years hiatus, to see Matthew L and his journey, to meet Laylani for the first time, seeing Drez and Martin and Ryan. All of Ball Squad and Raj, I can understand that this is a good life. I hope to see them again soon.
While I certainly enjoyed every aspect of the trip, my favourite part was getting drunk on that Saturday. Being able to let loose and have fun, not care, be taken care of even. Did I go a little too hard? Maybe, certainly. But I don’t think that ruined the night, and when I came down from my drunken stupor, when I threw everything to the wind (and I mean everything). I confessed everything I had to say and it was one of the most cathartic moments of my life, one of the most freeing, I truly genuinely feel lighter, like my soul isn’t held down by the sins of my past. I can’t recall who asked me about Dennis but I’ve never been more honest than when I said “I love Dennis, I wish nothing but the greatest life for him, nothing but the best. But I- Never, never! Want to see him again. I wish him so much love, but I never wanna see him again.”
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