best weekend ever

Last night Julie, 15 others, and I headed over to Dave's hood for some dinner before hitting up the dance. Ian and Summers were way too into the grilling, since there was at least a three foot flame cooking the steak at one point, and Ian had to use his falconing glove to avoid 3rd degree burns. But the dinner was good, no, delicious, thank's to Mrs. Uberti's amazing Italian cooking, and that of countless other moms. Sam managed to get chicken grease on her dress, and Nora swore she bit into a chicken vein, whatever. But after the eating and only when Mrs. Summers wasn't watching like a hawk, a napkin fight broke out. Jelso had no chance. Anyway, after the dinner we headed over to the dance. I got a false sense of hope coming through the main entrance: it wasn't even that hot. But as soon as I stepped into the gym the temperature went up a conservative one million degrees. That didn't stop me from getting my grove on though, just ask the ladies. I was a sweaty mess, but so was everyone else. I pulled a Jonathan-esqe unbutton my shirt down to my belt and dance. I came out and my shirt was soaked, like a pail of good moves was just dumped on me.

After the dance we headed over to the bounce. It wasn't as good as Friday, but it was still better than almost anything else you can ever imagine. There was some guitar hero going on in the basement, Earle is a god.

So I came home and talked with mom for a little bit, only to change clothes and get ready for Halo. I played for a solid hour until my eyes started twitching. It is by far one of the best games I have ever played. I wish I was the Master Chief. I went to bed, woke up, and then played some more Halo. I'm fighting the Floods right now, a tough adversary, but I can do anything with the shotgun+mele combo.

The best part was because of Homecoming half our team decided not to show up to the game. So I got to play. I GOT TO PLAY, and I absolutely dominated, not to brag, but its the only word that properly describes my performance. I scored within the first 7 seconds of the game, and then the game winner later. We were playing high school dudes, not little 5th grade girls like you were probably thinking. I finished with two goals and a sweet asist. I should have had 4 if the refs had been somewhat...inteligent.

Overall, this weekend was sweet, couldn't have been better. Tommorow is gonna suck though, since I haven't done any serious homework yet, but you have to pick your battles. Word.