So friday, after anna & I ditched school, we came here and hung out, listened to mp3s, and had some soda. We had to go back to school to clean out our lockers, so we did, and said goodbye to Ms Sarah and started singing the fresh prince of Bel Air song.

We met up with graham, then people all ran around for a bit, so I said fuck this, I'm going to go sit on anna's car. I went outside and read yearbook entries in the sunshine. Graham showed up a bit later, then erin paged me and asked what was going on. She said she would come down and meet us, and after Lashonda, Laura C. And anna showed up and waited for about 20 minutes, we stopped believing her. We drove up by the parking lot, and there she was... sans car. Oh crap. So six of us piled into a toyota camry to get to the bank, and then to chinooks. Sigh.

It was worth it because we got a table on the patio right away in the sunshine and the food was excellent, just like chinook's food always is. They were also playing the soundtrack of my life. I mean it, Macy Gray, UB40, the Cardigans, That Thing You Do and Britney Spears in less than an hour. Scott paged me at some point and I called him, convincing him to stop by. He did.

We had finished all our food when he showed up so we left pretty quickly. We walked up a dock and Laura, Lashonda and Graham made it look like they jumped right into the canal and we got yelled at by some old boat lady. We split up after that, and Graham came with us to get a ride home and to ease the pain in the toyota. We drove him home, and michael called on the way saying, "I'm at peter's come get me now now now now now now." I said ok, But since we were going in exactly the opposite direction we kinda took awhile. That and we went to Tegan's house on the way back from Graham's to say goodbye to her and give her a cd case and stuff. I think I hugged her like 3 or 4 times. She is such an awesome friend and she introduced me to the core and was just so rad since I first met her... I'm sad she's going away to alaska, but she is. I'll deal. And write her, a lot.

so we went to peter's house after that but no one was home, as much as we knocked on his door. We went up to Michael's house to see if he was there... but he wasn't. So we went, to get coffee? I think. I don't remember exaclty. We just ended up at my house where michael paged us again and asked us to pick him up from the nws party on Queen Anne (me!). We went up there and got slightly lost, found it eventually, and I saw a whole bunch of people I remembered from middle school intoxicated in one way or another... and I didn't like being associated only with mle. I mean, she's a good girl and all, but we're not friends anymore... so It was odd. To still, (after a year?) be reconized as mle's. Oh well. We walked from the top of the park to the bottom and back up again before finding Michael.

We picked him up, along with Moses, the interesting intellectual that had a profound interest in chewey bars at the time, and needed a ride downtown. Inconvinient, Since by then it was about 6:30 and we were supposed to be at Peter's an hour before and michael had not gotten clean or packed in any way.

So we drove around, heard stories, took michael to his house, after picking up andreas obviously, we listened to the B-52s and I brushed my hair, and stole the good blanket. We drove down to Peter's where insanity was reaching a climatic level and people were taking attendance and demanding cars and screaming and asking for tape to mend ripped applications. I ended up in a toyota camry with Adam (driver), peter C., scott, and myself. We went to QFC after a bit of waiting around for michael, got food, left, started driving for whidbey.

The hi-tech society convoy realized that we had left twister at Sadie's house, and so therefore we all called each other and exited the freeway in a calm manner. We made it to sadie's house with out much of a hitch, except along the way adam noticed that sadie wasn't in the convoy, but since we were going to her house. But when we pull up and suddenly see her mom run out and say, "SADIE'S CAR IS ON FIRE!!!!" we got a little more concerned... about how we were going to get everyone up to whidbey. Fortunately no one was hurt, and we only lost a large portion of food to the disaster, but we seriously were a little unpitying about the car or its passengers.

Eventually new guy brian showed up in a saturn, but only after I escaped to listen to nickel creek and think for awhile. It was my last day of school and everything after all... So anyway, eventually sadie ended up in our car, and we hung out and talked and I fell asleep a couple times. The night was gorgeous, i Loved the ferry ride. Scott and I got lost walking around right after the ferry. We were attempting to find an invisible grocery store.

We gave up, got back in the car, I fell asleep. Got to the cabin and I staked out a nice room right away. A quiet by myself room. I watched people begin to get drunk, got bored, went and put on my pjs, felt a lot better, came back outside, watched michael smoke, and scott semi-drunkenly attempted to teach me how to play Go, which was really amusing in how it DID NOT work at all. When twister came out I just gave up, hid in my room with michael's blanket and nickel creek, and went to sleep.

On occasion the next morning scott would come in and tell me to wake up, and I would bitch at him to leave me alone, so he did. But then he put on Vast and I was up in about two seconds. Because you can't sleep through The Best Band Ever. After that, I learned that I had missed out on views and morning or some crap like that, but I was asleep on my first morning out of school, so sleeping til 12 made me happy.

Peter, Scott, Andreas & I all walked down to the beach after that and we all talked a bunch about many things that just felt like bitching and I wasn't having fun except the sunshine was really nice and I was in good company. When Andreas started fighting with me about abortion was when I got really mad. I have serious issues with choice rights. I can't even deal with debates about that. I cried at JSA because of it, so I didn't want to put up with his shit right then and I was beginning to have less and less fun. We went back to the cabin and sat around for awhile, until I reminded scott that I wanted to learn how to play go, so he taught me, and I played him and won, only because he was telling me where to play. Herm. I cooked some spaghetti, Michael exited his room, we sat around, and ate. It was thrilling, let me tell you.

Then I played some more Go, and since that game is somewhat greuling, I wanted to do something stupid mindless and meaningless. And Since I don't drink, that meant playing cards. I taught Michael how to play a card game that is very simple. You each take half the deck. Then, you lay down four cards face up in front of you. If there are any pairs among the eight cards you see, you cover them with face up cards from your deck. Once you get stuck, or there are no pairs left, you pick the deck up, and repeat. Once a person runs entirely out of cards, they win.

We had intense amount of fun and played this game for a few hours, along with egyptian ratscrew which I'm not going to explain. Michael wrote his paradelle, we all wanted food and got bitter. Adam was really sick and I felt awful for him. By the late evening he was feeling better, about when Chris and jason showed up with an amp and an electric guitar. Adam quickly ran into his room.

here is when people got annoyingly drunk, loud, and roudy, and Michael and I spent the entire time pretending it wasn't happening. Except when Jason downed six shots in a minute, that was entertaining. Michael and I sat on the couch for awhile and played catch while sharing his blanket and we decided then that we should just continue sharing the blanket throughout the evening. So pretty shortly after we went to bed, after I took away jason's keys and he attempted to steal the Blanket, but that didn't work.

At first michael and i were going to just go to sleep, but I was jealous that he had a minidisc player and I had no musicage whatsoever, so he said he would stay up and talk to me for awhile, anf I was cool with that, so we did. Awhile turned into seven hours. Or more. We talked about an insanely large portion of things. It was great. I had more fun then than any other time that weekend. Then I got in a somewhat evil mood and said that it would be better if we slept through cleaning time in that I had made very little mess, had nothing to drunk, and invested $30 in the weekend. So we did.

People came in and woke us up a couple thousand times, then we got up at some point and complained about Jason and Chris and stealing the Jack Daniels and bad times like that.