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after much sun and bbq festivities i cleaned the office made some money and shipped myself off to rochester. then the fun begins.
went to the boys house ready to ride, we all decided we needed to wear more appropriate fourth of july attire. such as short shorts and tank tops. drove back to my place changed and met everyone up on the cornor of my street, fireworks were already in progress and i could see them over the buildings. so we raced downtown and got a good spot. ok, not good enough so we rode up a parking garage where we had the perfect view and only a block away from where they were launching fireworks. raced cars back down the parking garage dodging death the whole way.
escaped with our lives and drove to the next parking garage, this one is underground, every level a differnt color lit by floresent lights. we of course get kicked out because "its not cool to tresspass".
so we head to 711 for some refreshments, i.e slurpies and and ryan crashes. he got to close to my bike and rather then hit me, he spares my life, hits the curbs falls off his bike and lands in the road. luckily there was no traffic. his legs are gashed, blood, gross.
now we need to dance.
head to the bug jar, where i get asked if we are in some sort of style gang by a cute girl that reminded me of wynonna ryder. she told me how "cool" we looked. aha. the dance floor was pretty dead so brian and i shake our tail feathers atracting onlookers and i think exciting the crowd. we danced forever and like hot sweaty kids who like to swim in uncharted waters we went swimming. i called brian a fatty, he pushed me off my bike and a fist fight was started. drove back to the boys house (soon to be shared by yours truely, stoped off first to get some eats at the donut store and a few extra to blow up.
it started to pour so i rode home. escorted once again.
watched my stories(seinfeld)
went to bed at 4am.
school was good, virtually no stress. i talked to bill debois about my credits, he found one that i could use that hadnt been caught eariler, i got everything straightened out, and actually all of my liberal arts/gen eds are taken care of. i will defnitly be there for a full year which is fine because right now id be a senior at buff state and im not loosing anything. and then i may only need an extra quarter or two, so i could be done by winter of next year at latest. that was amazing news to hear.
went to the boys house ready to ride, we all decided we needed to wear more appropriate fourth of july attire. such as short shorts and tank tops. drove back to my place changed and met everyone up on the cornor of my street, fireworks were already in progress and i could see them over the buildings. so we raced downtown and got a good spot. ok, not good enough so we rode up a parking garage where we had the perfect view and only a block away from where they were launching fireworks. raced cars back down the parking garage dodging death the whole way.
escaped with our lives and drove to the next parking garage, this one is underground, every level a differnt color lit by floresent lights. we of course get kicked out because "its not cool to tresspass".
so we head to 711 for some refreshments, i.e slurpies and and ryan crashes. he got to close to my bike and rather then hit me, he spares my life, hits the curbs falls off his bike and lands in the road. luckily there was no traffic. his legs are gashed, blood, gross.
now we need to dance.
head to the bug jar, where i get asked if we are in some sort of style gang by a cute girl that reminded me of wynonna ryder. she told me how "cool" we looked. aha. the dance floor was pretty dead so brian and i shake our tail feathers atracting onlookers and i think exciting the crowd. we danced forever and like hot sweaty kids who like to swim in uncharted waters we went swimming. i called brian a fatty, he pushed me off my bike and a fist fight was started. drove back to the boys house (soon to be shared by yours truely, stoped off first to get some eats at the donut store and a few extra to blow up.
it started to pour so i rode home. escorted once again.
watched my stories(seinfeld)
went to bed at 4am.
school was good, virtually no stress. i talked to bill debois about my credits, he found one that i could use that hadnt been caught eariler, i got everything straightened out, and actually all of my liberal arts/gen eds are taken care of. i will defnitly be there for a full year which is fine because right now id be a senior at buff state and im not loosing anything. and then i may only need an extra quarter or two, so i could be done by winter of next year at latest. that was amazing news to hear.