Yesterday, Lance, Kokoro, Hara, Josh, Schwarberg, and I had the greatest unproductive time of our lives. The day began with me waking up at eleven. I really wanted to watch a morning show of Harry Potter 7, but that failed. Instead I took a shower and looked forward to eating a hearty breakfast. I checked the fridge and found that I had no eggs or cheese or sausages or carrots, and therefore Josh and I decided to go to the market. We made a list, but didn't remember to bring it to Henry's. At the market we got a bunch of stuff and I came home and cooked a satisfactory meal. I got a fire going because it was a gloomy saturday. Later, Kokes and Lance came back from surfing and Hara was chilling, like he always does. During my breakfast meal, I think I ate something from Henry's that got me feeling weird. Lance, Kokes, and Hara felt the same way too. We got to listen to some interesting music and drink some vino tinto. Despues, everyone decided to head to the beach. As we walked slowly towards the beach, the blue sky crept out onto the empty beach. We did stupid things like throwing and catching peanuts en nuestras bocas. As the seagulls noticed the peanuts they chased us off the beach to eat them. It was one of the scariest moments of my life, as the seagulls formed a V-squadron shooting huge bullets at us. After that escapade, we made it back home with no casualties and proceeded to fall asleep. I woke up 3 hours later and still felt weird. Same with Lance. We ended up watching "Mean Girls" with the huevonas at Jersery Shore. Now, it is 3 in the noon. I'm feeling fine.
Andrew Kim
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