Thank you Bottle Rockets

Let me start from good to bad.

The majority of the day was pretty chill. I worked from 11-5. I have no clue why they were open that day.

No managers plus Brett being the senior building attendant = sitting around listening to music, playing solitaire, and watching the Giants game. It was pointless to be open that day; extremely dead. It would've been equally as dead if I were to work at a cemetery. No joke.

After work, I went home. All my cousins where already there. We just chilled, ate Chinese food, and played some COD4. Wow, really though, I couldn't of sucked more at that game then any other human alive. I would literally get shot 2 seconds after I re spawned more times than i can remember. I will stick to my NBA 2k8 thank you very much. After all this, we all lit our shitty fireworks. Surprisingly, one of my little cousins didn't attempt to out scream the piccolo petes this year which was a nice relief. After an hour of useless sparklers, firecrackers, and those smoke thingys my brother and I went to go watch wanted. Real talk, Angelina Jolie has never looked so beautiful. All in all a pretty good movie. Forget business marketing, I now aspire to be an assassin.

Every year for the past year Stan has had a 4th of July party at his house. It was pretty chill. Chung got pretty drunk. He was overly emotional at times lol. Chung was this parties version of Ammo but less aggressive. It was amusing but I felt bad for him too. I distinctly remembering Chung just passing out after getting into it w/ Daniel.

Chung: Don't tell me what to fucking do (in a shouting manner)
Daniel: Shut the fuck up
Chungs body: SMASH; he just passes out.

It looked like he was making a snow angel. However, there was no snow. So in essence he looked awkward? I dunno. Overall, the party was cool. I'm still amazed at how huge Stan's backyard is. Its like...my backyard but the incredible hulk version of it.

Ok so let me reiterate the darker side of 4th of July. Usually the bad news comes first but I wanted to save this part for the end. I'll keep this short cause if people see something hella wordy they tend to not read it. Ok soooooo....

It started off with me playing poker at the twins house. Surprisingly, I lost relatively quickly. haha jk. Not a surprise. You won't see me on the world series of poker anytime soon. Anyhow, I lost and I didn't want to just sit around and watch everyone play. So I went outside with Stan and Chung. They were lighting fireworks. Not the measly sparklers that my family continuously buys every year but the cool ones that dazzle the sky w/ shiny bright colors.

Jeff comes out shortly after. After lighting them for about 20 minutes Jeff says a cop is coming.(For those who don't know Jeff plays around a lot so we didn't believe him) Chung went inside, but he was gonna go in regardless to see if anyone heard our fireworks. Jeff hides in between the SUV and the garage door. I'm thinking shit it is a cop and I don't have enough time to run into the house. Hmm, actually, I'm gonna do a screen play to paint a better picture. Plus it'll be less wordy. yay.

Me: oh shit it is a cop.
*I walk to where Jeff is hiding
Me: Scoot over Jeff
(In my head, I'm thinking "shit, hopefully he doesn't come over here"
*door slams and cop walks out. He looks around the area and sees hella illegal fireworks in the vicinity. He continues to walk around.
Jeff: Shit, I think he's coming over here.
*I burp and get the cops attention. 2 seconds later a flashlight is shined on jeff and myself. In my head I'm like FUCK. Although, I think that he would have found us regardless if I burped or not.
Douchebag cop: Are you fucking stupid?! Are you really dumb enough to hide from a cop when I'm looking for you?
*Jeff and I just look at each other and being unresponsive to the cop
Douchebag cop: You know I've been getting calls all night about fireworks being lit in this area? This is a very serious matter. I know fireworks look all cool but I could be out looking for drunk drivers and the real criminals. Instead, I've been driving for 4 hours looking for you guys. I'm not gonna have this night wasted so which one of you is gonna get the ticket?
*Jeff and I just look at each other again and I tell the cop I'll take it cause of some undisclosed reasons. The cop goes to write the ticket up and he tells us to sit on the curb.
Jeff: thanks dude, I appreciate it.
Me: No problem man.
Then we start looking at each other just like laughing about how stupid we were trying to hide etc. While the dbag cop is writing the ticket, people are coming in and out of the house and we explain the situation to all of them. You'll see this on an episode of COPS in the near future lol.
*The cop drives off after handing me the ticket and me and Jeff just start laughing again at the fact that we tried to hide lol.

Stan and Chung start apologizing cause all I did was just watch while they were the ones who lit them. I wasn't tripping to much cause they said they would pay for it so I'm just whatever about it. Its one of those things were you look back and laugh one day which I've already sorta done haha.

Damn this was a lot wordier then I anticipated. Oh well. Hopefully the picture was painted well enough.

You know what the ironic thing is? Ariel kept asking me if I wanted 10 bucks so I could just stay inside and play more poker. I politely declined saying "nah, i dont wanna lose any more money" It turns out I'll lose a lot more money from this ticket. Talk about wrong place wrong time. -______-

Happy Birthday America.