You wouldn't believe the last two days that Lauren and I have had. First of all, yesterday was just a really good day. We saw pretty much everyone that we knew, and it was nice. PLUS we saw this car, so we took a picture in front of it...it's just a long time friend of ours'. That night we went to the Old Manor house for old times sake, and because Josh invited us. It was seriously poppin over there. Not so much to our liking, but we're really proud of those boys having actual parties with actual people. How sweet. But we left and went to David's and played DDR with him and Addison, so it was a nice "quiet" evening, minus the ground punching and profuse swearing that comes with those boys doing bad at video games.
Today I slept until noon which was great.
Then Rhonda and I went grocery shopping, which, it's always nice to get some Rhonda time in, so I enjoyed that. Then I watched some of Selena, and then Lauren, her brother Jacob, her mom, and I went to El Camino because there was word of a Mariachi band coming. Well, they were running late, so we ate our meal in the trumpet-free silence and figured we better leave if we were going to be to the game by six. BUT. Right as we were deciding on that, 12 singing and instrument playing mexicans walked in the door. IT WAS GREAT. We giggled and listened for a while, but still had to leave. But I would just like to say it was really cool.
Then we had a game to dance to. I don't know if you noticed, but we've lost one since last time we danced...so it's just the six of us. But that's ok, because we all love each other, and this makes it even easier to fit all of us into a picture.
Little did we know that after this picture was taken that we would embark on the second best party of all semester-time.
First of all was Paulapalooza, the first we went to all semester. Which, I don't have time to get into, but it was amazing. This time, we started off by going to Tamber's birthday party, which was fun, but we didn't really know anyone, so we left pretty quick. But holy cow, then we went to the soccer party, and you seriously could not move in there, it was soooo packed. We met up with Cole and talked to him for a while, but then. It happened. We saw him....he walked across the room...and then Seth Buddy introduced himself to us. That's not impressive to you, but you don't know that we have seen Seth Buddy EVERYWHERE we've gone all semester. And never talked to him, it's kind of a joke we have going that he didn't/still doesn't know about. Then we spent like half an hour talking to him and him trying to convince us to dance. But we weren't having it (ps. that's us in front of his car in the first picture, pre-meeting him).
Then a black guy in one of my classes got my phone number. It was a great night.
What a semester, I tell you what. Started out with a high, some good times, some bad times. Lame parties, fun parties. But this just topped it off right...meeting Seth Buddy...ugh, like the best Christmas present ever. Thank you ghost of christmas parties.