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Partay: poof!

Well today was a very fun day. I’ll start of with what was planned today and then what my brain thought of through the day.
Today was the official day for the party of Chris’s birthday. It started out very broken up but they did stock up on the goodness. They had like a table full of food. Chris freaking invited 58 people and like 15 showed. This counting people who came to just like eat and leave. This ties in with what I’ll be talking about in a few. Ummm, “AJ” came and then this girl came (sorry for not remembering names; not a best attribute). We started watching Matrix Revolutions as I slayed people in Counter-Strike. The girl that came like mins after AJ seemed pretty encourage to play a round. So after like 15mins, I invited her to my PC to play some good ol’ Counter-Strike. A hour passes and more people show up. Like 5 people and a little bay-bay kid. They left like 20mins after their arrival. Busy people I guess! We ate hamburgers and chips as planned for the 5 people attending the party. The hamburgers were the best. PROPS TO Chris’s FATHER! After that, two more girls came. Anyway, after that, the crew came that I mostly know. Umm, forgot her name, his name, her name, Josh, forgot his name. Soon after that came Ryan! My new friend! THEN POP! Like a gang of girls came. Ones I met before all at Denny’s. We didn’t talk much or at all. Everyone ate and chilled as I sat on the couch blinded due to not having my contacts in. Chris thought I was tired but it just sucks that much when you cannot see from far for shit. The gang of girls left, and then slowly, everyone started breaking away. Oh yeah, John attended the party too. I know him from Hallandale; he was one of the few under-classmen I talked to in high school. Anyhow, the group that I somewhat new took a trip to, “Cold Stones?” A ice-cream place I heard. Never heard of this place before ever in my life. Would of been smart to ask Chris, “Hey, dood, its your birthday party. I would think you have ice cream.” But they didn’t at all. Not a thought of that ran through their heads; I saw it! Anyway, they soon left claiming they were all going home but word on the street is that was bullshit. Chris really got mad and started beating the shit out of his door. Never saw Chris get this angry so I replied, “Dood, its ok. Doesn’t matter now. Faster you forget about it, the better.” I find it very rude if they did do that. Its like rude to the second power and the penalty is a shot in the face. So now, John is playing Counter-Strike (upcoming addict). I borrowed Chris’s computer to write my entry as he played on his rawr guitar. I’ll prolly start on my next entry now while its fresh. The title? I don’t know yet.