Dry grad

Yeah, I know it's a bit late for it now, but I just got too lazy to post.

What is it, you ask? Friday evening, all the grads get locked in the school all night. What may sound like a kid's worst nightmare is actually quite fun, because there's a huge party going on inside.

What can I say, it was fun. Well, except for this one guy that the school hired as an "entertainer", saying he was highly recommended, though many of us suspected he was on some kind of depressant or stimulant. At least he had a guitar. I wanted to see if he could play the Juicy Fruit song.

There was a DDR machine there. 4th mix, so it was a fairly old machine. I didn't really go on it too much, partly because of waiting, partly because there was a lot to do. Kick the Can is awesome, though.

There was also karaoke. I did one song. Chatanooga Choo Choo, an old Glenn Miller classic. I didn't know it as well as I thought I did, and the mike was too low, for a time. I don't think I butchered it, but it could have gone better. I wanted to do more, but there really wasn't too much I wanted to sing (I learned the last time I did this kind of thing I cannot sing rock and roll).

That being said, there was a lot more to do. I got a caricature done (I wasn't sure whether I wanted the math, science, computer, or music geek approach), an air pistol shooting gallery, which, if you let it come naturally, you can hit quite often. Or maybe that's just me playing too many video games. That and much, much more, like a casino (not with real money).

In the end, we were done at around 4:30 AM, all tired and ready to go to bed. I slept till 10 AM, got up for a while, then slept all afternoon. It felt good.