¿MyStiFieD? Weekend Summary:
Friday: Mina's Birthday
Saturday: Jenny Ly's Birthday
Sunday: Rested. What? Even God rested on sunday.
Damn. It would be so easy to leave the summary like this and just go to sleep.
But I wouldn't want to disappoint my adoring fans (all 9.8 of you).
At Mina's birthday party it was simple. Drink a little, talk alot, see how much some people have changed, see how much some people never change. Have fun, that's what being with friends from back home is all about. They know you intimately, and you know them. You can talk about shit from five years ago like it happened yesterday. Throw in a little Kareoke (Noh Reh Bang) fun and sing like a high pitched girl for fun. *best Avril Lavigne impression* WHY'D YOU HAVE TO GO AND MAKE THINGS SO COMPLICATED. YOU SOMETHING SOMETHING SOMETHING, GETS ME FRUSTRATED.
Ahem. Then, on Saturday, go to Jenny Ly's bday party. Find out about it 2 hours before the start time by hearing it indirectly from another friend who brought it up in casual conversation. Go to party. See alot of guys. See a little bit of girls. Wonder why all the girls are so pretty, and then realize that by "pretty" you mean they're "pretty" much all taken already. Sigh in defeat. Risk SARS in chinatown. Eat 21 dollars worth of food even though five bucks worth of food at mcdonalds would have filled you up more.
So Happy Birthday to Mina and Jenny.
Mina, I dunno if we were ever super close or not, even though there was this one time you got really really mad at me for saying I wasn't, so in order to avoid that again, yes. yes we are. You are a fun chill kind of girl that I wouldn't mind telling everyone i'm friends with anyway. I hope rutgers is treating you well, and I hope you grow tall enough so that I can find you in a crowd of people. Happy Birthday!
Jenny, we haven't been friends that long, but I would like to think that we became really close in a short amount of time. On the occasions that we actually get to hang out, you've always taken care of me. There's a bunch of things that I could name off the top of my head, but I'll spare myself the writing. Just know that you are one of my favorite girls of all time. If you ever want me to take a bullet for you, just ask. As long as it's below the waist, and doesn't paralyze me or cause some other sort of permanent damage. Happy Birthday!
I wish I brought my camera to both parties. It would have saved me so much typing right now.

