Wednesday, July 7, 2004

4th of July
Yes… the day Cameron and I most celebrate. And my brothers… holidays always bring us together… except Easter *shakes fist at Easter bunny* Where are my Easter eggs, you?! *Can’t remember the last time he stopped by*

Well, my 4th of July was one hell of a night, heheh. Very interesting. As always, we got ready. I myself decided to go steal Mike’s clothes, which I’d been after his “Hustler” shirt for ages… I also stole his pants, which didn’t fit me so well since my waist is extremely small, heh. So, I stole Aran’s belt, lol. Hey, what’s the point of having family if you can’t steal their clothes?

Well, we called up Jimmy, whom lives for this day as well as Cameron and I, and he came over to our house, where my mom stuffed him with bananas, cause she said he was too skinny, lol. Poor Jimmy. Mike also called over Michael, Tom and Fab. Oh, Fab was a crazy bastard, lol. We went over to Fab’s house, where we discussed the mayhem we would unleash on our poor neighborhood, and Fab suggested we go out into town. Our town is really small, and there’s a 24-hour ferry that takes people to and from an island in the middle of town, so we took our (skate) boards out (Oh, and my broken leg is over with… the break wasn’t as bad so… good for me… yay.), and boarded a good thirty minutes or so, heh. Tom was complaining an awful lot, saying, “Why do we always have to travel using our legs? Why can’t you carry me? JIMMY! Carry me now!” Oh, and there was my favorite: “We’re lost… JIMMY! You lost us!” so, Jimmy shakes his fist at him, and yells, “For the third time! We are ON the ferry!”

We were laughing our asses off, cause everything to Tom was Jimmy’s fault. The ferry only takes two minutes, and it’s a buck for each person, so basically, it was Jimmy, Mike, Michael, Tom, Fab, Alex, Cameron, Aran, and me… but since I was, ahem “Cute as a button” *shakes fist* to the girl collecting the faire, I got on free. My brothers started complaining, and Mike had said something about how I was adopted. O_o;

… He’s just jealous . . . I hope. >_>;

Well, once we got to the other side, we got our boards again, and took off. The streets were really busy, there was a fair, and all these little kids were around, people were making their ways to the fireworks show on he other side of the ferry, we were more interested in the people. Many of them were very hyper… I’ve never seen a hyper adult… less you count my mom, lol. This guy and what I thought to be his girlfriend were running through the streets, and my brothers retreated from the girl, screaming… they’re scared of hyper girls… I am too, if they’re groupies or cheerleaders… mainly just hyper girls in general… I mean, I’m a girl… but not a hyper one… unless…

Fab took off like a rocket, and ran into the streets, and started skipping. It sort of looked like the promenade; only it was a bit more festive, heh. There were groups, of people. Mainly groups of teens, street performers were all around us, and we had stopped for a bit, but when we left, the performers got angry, and pulled poor Alex and Mike into the circle, being forced to perform. The guys were nice, and were pulling a lot of guys out of the crowd, so it wasn’t as embarrassing, heh. Eventually my brothers made it out, after they pointed behind the main performers, and yelled, “Look! A distraction!” and they ran off, grabbing the rest of us, and running into a crowd. The laughter of all those watching could be heard, and clapping. I guess my brothers were pretty entertaining… hey. I liked it.

After that, we had run off onto the fair grounds. As a joke, Fab jumped onto Aran’s back, kicked his sides, and yelled out, “Mush you!” and Aran did so, and they tripped right before they got to the mirror house. So, we took advantage and ran up, and stepped on the two before they got a chance to get up lol.

We had all run in, and were laughing at Aran and Fab, who were struggling to get up after we had all jumped so roughly onto their backs, and we laughed, and laughed and laugh… until I turned my head, and WHAM! …Right into a mirror. Oh that one hurt bad… and to make it worse (probably for bad karma. >_>;), Tom, Jimmy, Cameron, Mike, Alex, and Michael came after me, and slammed into me, who slammed into the mirror six more times. I guess what goes around, comes around… I can trust that saying for sure now, heh.

Aran and Fab eventually made it in, and managed not to slam into the wall, thanks to the courtesy of seven young people with a horrible throbbing pain amongst them, lying on the floor groaning. Fab and Aran laughed for once, and walked off. Then, two other thuds were heard. We got up, and in a line, we followed, and stopped to see Aran and Fab opposite of each other, slowly sliding down the mirrors, with their noses pointed up on the glass, leaving a trail of hot breath on them. The rest of us started laughing, but stopped… the mirrors were all around us, and Mike sort of formed this huggy circle thing with Cameron and Alex, and the three both mumbled, “The mirrors are out to get us… one by one we’ll get lost, and then… we’ll all die to uneventful things like an angry starving badger after human flesh…”

There was huge moment of silence… even from a group of teens, whose faces went blank (Along with all of ours,) and stared literally with an “o_O” look, lol. Then, we all laughed and pointed at them, and in our minds, we obviously were saying, “Yeah right…” and walked off. Then, there were resounding ‘thuds’ all over. Everywhere we turned we hit something. And I was in front, so I hit into the mirrors the most times, impact after impact. I also seemed o swear everytime, so it’d be like: “Aran You lose—Aw! Crap!” or “Jim—Son of a bi- OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! Ow!” lol. Very entertaining for the others, who soon followed… we were in the maze for a good thirty minutes. Mike being so stupid was running and laughing through the narrow halls, and we’d watch him, then, his head would suddenly get jerked back, and he’d stop laughing, and he’d look at himself in the mirror, and he’d say, “Son of a gun, you betray me again like this! After all I did for you! After what I made you! After--! Look! Another way through the maze!” and he’d run off again laughing just as much as he was when he first collided into the mirror. Then, seconds later, there’d be a thud, and the same speech again, lol.

Fab on the other hand was scared, and cautious, cause he didn’t trust his own reflection, lol. So he’d walk facing all of himselves. But, eventually he bumped into the mirror behind him, and he screamed, jumping into me, and again into Tom, who stared for a bit, and jokingly looked to the side as if blushing, and said, “Not in front of the others, Fab… first we have to kill them and throw them into the ocean… and then--” Mike, Cameron and Alex heard this, and so, they all lined up, and pointed, yelling, “J00! Aha! BADGERS!” and the three ran off. When I got up, it was only I; Jimmy, Fab, Tom, Michael and Aran… the other three were lost, now.

Jimmy grabbed Aran, and jumped onto his back, while screaming: “WE LOST THE BOY SCOUT BOYS!” but during this, Aran slipped, and this weird hidden door opened up, and the two fell down onto a slide, where we lost them, and the door closed. None of us were sure how it happened at first, but we were too scared to think. It was at this time, that we all screamed in chorus, and split up. I went one way with Fab… Jimmy and Tom went another. Fab and I kept close to each other… back to back, singing a very poor version of “I Will Survive” lol. We were really shaken up… then, Fab turned to me, and said, “In he event we might die, here and now, we should make out…” There was a deep silence, and Fab looked away, and whispered, “Just a thought.” And we walked on, with our hands out, and using them to keep from hitting into anymore walls. And we had made it through pretty well so far, until there was a feeling of slight movement beneath us, so I grabbed Fab, threw him on the floor, and ran off… sort of like an offering to the floor, lol.

Fab was quick, though and he grabbed me by my ankle, and pulled me down, and back towards him, and in a quick movement, we fell down, through the floor, landing roughly on our butts on a slide, which was long, fast, and spiraled. So, we were sliding for quite sometime, until we ran into this cloth covering up a bright light, where we shot out, and landed onto one of those jumper things, running into the others, who laughed, and pointed. It seems we weren’t as lost as we’d thought, heh. We eventually all started laughing, and we went home after that, heh. We were all pretty tired, and Fab had driven us all crazy by now, so we went our separate ways.

… But, one things for sure… the hell if I’m ever going into one of those stupid mirror house things again. >_>;
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