HOLY SHIT!
so I went to probably the craziest/most fucked up party ever lastnight...
so I was told to go to the party @ Miarecki's house in Chicopee, MA lastnight because it was McDonalds (his roomate) 21st birthday. so I asked B and my friend Jon if they wanted to join and they did so we drove down in my car. we got there around...oh...10ish or so I think. a bunch of our friends greeted us outside. we say hello and go inside to start drinking and such. we see that there's like 50 people inside that we dont know but we were like ok oh well. Homeless Brian and Chris Disanto were there as well. we made our rounds told some stories and such with everybody. Then after a few drinks Brendon and I went outside to play/battle on the trampoline. he filmed as we jumped and I can only imagine what the tape looks like, since I havent watched it yet. anyways, then we just sat on it and talked to Jon for a little while then went back inside drank some more then went upstairs and Brendon played guitar in Justin's room. we (Brendon, Jon, EP, Dome, James, Mark, and some other girl I dont know) were all having fun upstairs listening/singing along with B. then we heard yelling downstairs. at first I thought it was Miarecki and McDonald trying to break into the bathroom again to fuck with some of their friends who were trying to pee.
this is where it gets fucked up...
Then I hear "BACK THE FUCK OFF!" being yelled downstairs and a lot of banging and yelling. so we all run downstairs to see what's going on. there were TONS of people fighting. all these hispanic kids showed up and none of us knew who they were. they were a friend of a friend kinda thing. I see another broken window and blood everywhere, glass all over the floor. it was crazy. then I see Homeless Brian and Chris in the kitchen. Chris is holding his arm in pain and trying to stop it, and his leg, from bleeding. I guess he got attacked by one of the hispanic kids and so did Brian. he was just trying to break up a fight. and another one of James/Miarecki's friends was in the kitchen. he had a broken nose. I was just shocked we were upstairs having fun and such as all this shit was going on downstairs. I tried to help the wounded kids in the kitchen by giving them ice and such.
then I go back into the living room because there were more kids in there. Brendon and Jon were standing in teh corner of the room and I went into the other room to talk to Mark for a second. then I turn around and see a BIG hispanic kid trying to fight the kid that had a broken nose. Brendon and Jon were trapped in the corner behind them and all I could thing is "oh shit they're going to try to break this fight up and they're going to get attacked just like everybody else" so I freaked out and stepped in. I broke them up and then held one arm on each of them. the kid with the broken nose was cool and just standing there not really fighting. but the other hispanic kid was all about fighting him. so I bear hugged him and pushed him wayy back against the table. he looks down at me and was like wtf? I had no clue who he was but I didnt want to see anybody else get hurt. ESPECIALLY any of my really close friends like Bdogg. so the hispanic kid goes "you dont need to be here, I wont hurt you, but I gotta fuck this kid up right now" and just keeps going on I tell him to cut the shit and there's no need for this and shit then he tries to go back at the other kid and I grab him by the throat.
at this point I'm thinking ok is this going to make him stop fighting or is he going to freak out and punch me? next thing I know Mark has me by my arms dragging me away from them. then B and Jon run through them and get away. Mark told me girls were also getting hit by these kids outside and it wasnt a good idea for any of us to be around them. so we went back upstairs...
we chilled up there for a little while till the cops showed up then they ended up kicking all of use out and making us drive home.
it was scary shit. bloody kids EVERYWHERE. Mark had blood all over his car and he was parked right in front of me. I felt wicked bad for everybody just because there was NO NEED for any of that bullshit, obviously. but yeah anyways B, Jon, and I drove home (well B drove my car for me) and we made it back to my house around 4:30ish.
CRAZY shit is all I have to say.
so I was told to go to the party @ Miarecki's house in Chicopee, MA lastnight because it was McDonalds (his roomate) 21st birthday. so I asked B and my friend Jon if they wanted to join and they did so we drove down in my car. we got there around...oh...10ish or so I think. a bunch of our friends greeted us outside. we say hello and go inside to start drinking and such. we see that there's like 50 people inside that we dont know but we were like ok oh well. Homeless Brian and Chris Disanto were there as well. we made our rounds told some stories and such with everybody. Then after a few drinks Brendon and I went outside to play/battle on the trampoline. he filmed as we jumped and I can only imagine what the tape looks like, since I havent watched it yet. anyways, then we just sat on it and talked to Jon for a little while then went back inside drank some more then went upstairs and Brendon played guitar in Justin's room. we (Brendon, Jon, EP, Dome, James, Mark, and some other girl I dont know) were all having fun upstairs listening/singing along with B. then we heard yelling downstairs. at first I thought it was Miarecki and McDonald trying to break into the bathroom again to fuck with some of their friends who were trying to pee.
this is where it gets fucked up...
Then I hear "BACK THE FUCK OFF!" being yelled downstairs and a lot of banging and yelling. so we all run downstairs to see what's going on. there were TONS of people fighting. all these hispanic kids showed up and none of us knew who they were. they were a friend of a friend kinda thing. I see another broken window and blood everywhere, glass all over the floor. it was crazy. then I see Homeless Brian and Chris in the kitchen. Chris is holding his arm in pain and trying to stop it, and his leg, from bleeding. I guess he got attacked by one of the hispanic kids and so did Brian. he was just trying to break up a fight. and another one of James/Miarecki's friends was in the kitchen. he had a broken nose. I was just shocked we were upstairs having fun and such as all this shit was going on downstairs. I tried to help the wounded kids in the kitchen by giving them ice and such.
then I go back into the living room because there were more kids in there. Brendon and Jon were standing in teh corner of the room and I went into the other room to talk to Mark for a second. then I turn around and see a BIG hispanic kid trying to fight the kid that had a broken nose. Brendon and Jon were trapped in the corner behind them and all I could thing is "oh shit they're going to try to break this fight up and they're going to get attacked just like everybody else" so I freaked out and stepped in. I broke them up and then held one arm on each of them. the kid with the broken nose was cool and just standing there not really fighting. but the other hispanic kid was all about fighting him. so I bear hugged him and pushed him wayy back against the table. he looks down at me and was like wtf? I had no clue who he was but I didnt want to see anybody else get hurt. ESPECIALLY any of my really close friends like Bdogg. so the hispanic kid goes "you dont need to be here, I wont hurt you, but I gotta fuck this kid up right now" and just keeps going on I tell him to cut the shit and there's no need for this and shit then he tries to go back at the other kid and I grab him by the throat.
at this point I'm thinking ok is this going to make him stop fighting or is he going to freak out and punch me? next thing I know Mark has me by my arms dragging me away from them. then B and Jon run through them and get away. Mark told me girls were also getting hit by these kids outside and it wasnt a good idea for any of us to be around them. so we went back upstairs...
we chilled up there for a little while till the cops showed up then they ended up kicking all of use out and making us drive home.
it was scary shit. bloody kids EVERYWHERE. Mark had blood all over his car and he was parked right in front of me. I felt wicked bad for everybody just because there was NO NEED for any of that bullshit, obviously. but yeah anyways B, Jon, and I drove home (well B drove my car for me) and we made it back to my house around 4:30ish.
CRAZY shit is all I have to say.