Saturday, June 19, 2004
Today was neutral. Some parts were extremely bad, but other times it was extremely good. My mom woke me up at 8 and then I ate breakfast and got ready. The car ride to Waterloo was super cool, since it was the All Request Breakfast and Alternative weekend on Edge. We got there and walked all over the place. Good thing I was allowed to wear my Converse or I would have died. Me and my lil bro tried counting all the asians, but while at the parking lot alone, we counted more than 50, so we counted white people instead. More walking happened and then we went to eat at Burger King. There were two old men talking about swimsuit models and then they started talking about how they still function. It was the nastiest thing ever!
So back to campus we went and we worked our way into the ceremony area. We had to sit on bleachers, which was way awesome. My mom was afraid of heights, but me and Aaron wanted to sit up high, so we didn't sit next to her. It was good since that way we wouldn't fight. Now comes the nasty part of my day. I had to unfortunately sit next to Bob. He had the worst body odour and the breeze kept blowing my way, so it was impossible to avoid. As if his armpits weren't bad enough, he still had to drop bombs during the whole ceremony. Me and my bro were literally dying. His stank (not stink... STANK!) singed our nose hairs. I hope that no one ever has to go through what I went through today...
My feet were on the seat before me and some lady asked me to move my feet, so I did. There was no dirt left behind, but she still tried to swat the imaginary dirt away while giving me the dirtiest look. So I gave back my signature death stare. Most of the ceremony was me giving this lady dirty looks. Her husband was bald and his scalp was super shiny, so I predicted my brother's future on it and it started a war between us. I think we won in the end.
After the ceremony, a crazy load of pictures were taken. Including one of bob and the shiny head which is posted in the Picture Gallery. Bob is kinda blurry cause I had to take off the flash cause I didn't want to scare him in case he would let out another "bomb". Me and my lil bro ran around trying to get in as much pics as possible with random families. Final Score: Me: 6 Him: 7
We were already in Kitchener and my bro promised to take us to play paintball, but he didn't want to ruin his 'good' clothes, so we visited my cousin instead. We played in her backyard which is super dangerous, but fun none the less. I got shot in the ass... and I gave up after that. The ride home was mighty painful.
Then we ate out for a celebration dinner and the guy serving us kept looking at me weird since I had to sit up every few seconds.
That was my lovely, yet not so lovely day...
So back to campus we went and we worked our way into the ceremony area. We had to sit on bleachers, which was way awesome. My mom was afraid of heights, but me and Aaron wanted to sit up high, so we didn't sit next to her. It was good since that way we wouldn't fight. Now comes the nasty part of my day. I had to unfortunately sit next to Bob. He had the worst body odour and the breeze kept blowing my way, so it was impossible to avoid. As if his armpits weren't bad enough, he still had to drop bombs during the whole ceremony. Me and my bro were literally dying. His stank (not stink... STANK!) singed our nose hairs. I hope that no one ever has to go through what I went through today...
My feet were on the seat before me and some lady asked me to move my feet, so I did. There was no dirt left behind, but she still tried to swat the imaginary dirt away while giving me the dirtiest look. So I gave back my signature death stare. Most of the ceremony was me giving this lady dirty looks. Her husband was bald and his scalp was super shiny, so I predicted my brother's future on it and it started a war between us. I think we won in the end.
After the ceremony, a crazy load of pictures were taken. Including one of bob and the shiny head which is posted in the Picture Gallery. Bob is kinda blurry cause I had to take off the flash cause I didn't want to scare him in case he would let out another "bomb". Me and my lil bro ran around trying to get in as much pics as possible with random families. Final Score: Me: 6 Him: 7
We were already in Kitchener and my bro promised to take us to play paintball, but he didn't want to ruin his 'good' clothes, so we visited my cousin instead. We played in her backyard which is super dangerous, but fun none the less. I got shot in the ass... and I gave up after that. The ride home was mighty painful.
Then we ate out for a celebration dinner and the guy serving us kept looking at me weird since I had to sit up every few seconds.
That was my lovely, yet not so lovely day...
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