last night, aveda, wysh, harper, and i went to go see the musical "Spamalot." it was quite funny and it was good to hang out with these kids, since i never see anyone anymore due to school in sarasota.
after the musical, wysh and i went to a party, that aveda brought us to, for a bit. like 10 minutes after we were there, they brought out a cake for this one girls birthday and everyone sang the happy birthday song. the girl is really drunk and starts crying and saying how "it is sooooo nice to have all of my friends that i have known forever here on my 30th birthday. i don't think that i will ever have a better birthday than this. seriously, this is the best. nothing will ever be better." we have never met anyone at this party before, sans aveda. wysh and i start discussing how awkward it is for us to be there, and, in the middle of our discussion, the girl who brought out the cake gets everyones attention and says "so i want everyone to listen for a second. this would have been (girl who's birthday it is)'s brother michael's 30th birthday if he were with us. i never met him. i never met him, but i heard nothing but good things and i feel that we should all sing happy birthday to him to honor her brother michael. i never met him, but i think we should sing for him." then the girl who's birthday it was started crying again and everyone sang happy birthday again, only in a much more somber/forced/uncomfortable tone. then i looked back over at wysh and he started drinking more and i whistled for a cab and, when it came near, the license plate said "fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. if anything, i could say this cab is rare, but i thought "now, forget it. yo, holmes, to bel aire!"
after the musical, wysh and i went to a party, that aveda brought us to, for a bit. like 10 minutes after we were there, they brought out a cake for this one girls birthday and everyone sang the happy birthday song. the girl is really drunk and starts crying and saying how "it is sooooo nice to have all of my friends that i have known forever here on my 30th birthday. i don't think that i will ever have a better birthday than this. seriously, this is the best. nothing will ever be better." we have never met anyone at this party before, sans aveda. wysh and i start discussing how awkward it is for us to be there, and, in the middle of our discussion, the girl who brought out the cake gets everyones attention and says "so i want everyone to listen for a second. this would have been (girl who's birthday it is)'s brother michael's 30th birthday if he were with us. i never met him. i never met him, but i heard nothing but good things and i feel that we should all sing happy birthday to him to honor her brother michael. i never met him, but i think we should sing for him." then the girl who's birthday it was started crying again and everyone sang happy birthday again, only in a much more somber/forced/uncomfortable tone. then i looked back over at wysh and he started drinking more and i whistled for a cab and, when it came near, the license plate said "fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. if anything, i could say this cab is rare, but i thought "now, forget it. yo, holmes, to bel aire!"
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GOOD TIMES!!!
I don't know what your school/tour schedule allows for but I'd like to get together with everyone at least one more time in Orlando sometime before I go. Another game of kickball would be awesome as well.