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Last night was fantastic. I love this year and that everyone hangs out now so it's not really that divided.
I didn't drink much at all, I still have like 7/8 of my 26er, but all of my Fruitopia is gone. DISAPPOINTED! I was drunk for a bit but then didn't want to be one of the people that were grinding with poles, so I stopped. I actually liked the DJ and didn't laugh at all, except at the beginning when I saw he was white and didn't know he was. Turns out he's a really smart guy and is very nice, I didn't actually find that out, him and Bobby made friends though. I was a classy kid the whole night through, I must admit. I may have yelled a lot but that's just how it is. I'm not like the coke addict that ended up passing out in Jordan's shed, puked all through the backyard and in the bathroom, then ended up walking home to his apartment with Nicole's sweater on.
I liked taking drives, though. Bobby got to drive all the drunk kids home with Jordan's car. Which I think made him feel important. Also I'm pretty sure that he ended up taking me home to pick up lawn chairs, a mop, and a vacuum...which I got. Mother fucking Ladi was there!!!! I haven't seen that boy in so long, it was amazing. I loved every second.
That is the end, well not really, but oh well.