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Last night was our Jr./Sr., which is our school's equivalent to Prom, but, um, with out all the sex. More like a banquet, and such. It was a 1920's-ish theme. It was really very nice, and fun, and we all looked so hot. That being said, PICSPAM FORTHCOMING. And video. Tee hee.


Also, Friday night Mark, Jimmy, et al, and I saw Hitchhicker's Guide to the Galaxy. SO MUCH LOVE OMG. Ahaha hahaaa, it strayed from the book a bit, but geez, that plotline is about as easy to follow as a lightweight drunk. The towels, Improbability Drive, Marvin (<3333!!!), the sighing doors AHAHA, Point-of-View gun... so fantastic. I'm seeing it again the next chance I get, which is probably two weeks from now. Ha.

LA in 4 days. I just have to get through two exams this week, and then I'm home free. Supposed to be studying for one right now, but... heh, I don't see that happening.

Jr./Sr.

( What, no powder blue suit? )

Ahaha, okay. The video.

Note: I'm the one filming, and laughing like an idiot in most all of them. Bwah.

Danny and Freddy singing "Time of your life" by Green Day in very high voices. It's pretty dark, but the singing is all that matters, ahaha!

After the festivities, we found helium filled balloons scattered around the room. And suddenly we thought there were 234893456 Gary Colemans running around the room:

Brian, by far the most hilarious kid ever, nonchalantly expresses he likes helium.

Jimmy and Brian attempting to have a helium-filled conversation.

Ahaha, Steve has a go!

We were all dying, man, it was so funny. I wish I had taken more video, heh.



Math, you bane of my existence, you.