show me, don't tell me

A lot has happened the past few days.

Wednesday I hung out with one of my friends I haven't hung out with in awhile. He picked me up at my house, then we ate lunch. We went back to my house to watch the DVD I got at the orchestra party, "Lady Gaga; One Sequin At a Time". After he left I got a call from one of my friends who wanted to hang out with me and one of our other friends. Once she picked us up we decided to kidnap our Canadian friend and hung out at a park for most of the night and drove around listening to rap music like the gangsters we truly are.

Then Thursday, yesterday, the same three friends and I had our "Last Adventure" of 2010. We went to Chik Fil A, a park and WalMart late at night, laid in the back of her truck listening to music, drove around blasting inappropriate rap music, and explored a few forests. I also butt dialed the guy from the day before. I think I left him a message of us singing along to rap music, but I'm not entirely sure. While we were at the park there were quite a few guys hanging around the pond who seemed to be doing drugs. And WalMart at night is the total opposite as during the day. The few people shopping around seemed miserable, as did the people working there. When we were there we went down the toy section and read some childrens books. There were a lot of sexual innuendos in them.

Also, while we were sitting in a parking lot listening to music, we saw some druggies getting into their cars and driving away quickly. Not soon after a cop pulled up to us. Here's a quick story that goes along with this; when the same two friends and I (I was with two girls and a guy last night, so in this story the two girls) went to Chik Fil A after the last orchestra concert, we stayed outside for a while and sang "Just the Way You Are" with our black orchestra dresses on. A cop came that night to get some food and heard us singing. So when we went in he was all flirty. Like when the cashier sent our food to our table we thanked him, and the cop said "It's his pleasure ;)", it was hilarious. Well, the cop that came to our car was the same from that night. My friend had red eyes from her allergies, there was a pill bottle in the front of the car for pain relief (because she was sore from running around so much that day), and my friend is only 16 and can only have one other person in the car (there were two more than she legally can). He looked like he recognized us, and only told us that curfew was almost up (we thought it was 12; apparently it's 11. And he wasn't sure himself when it was and called to find out for us). It was a great way to end the year.

So the guy I hung out with Wednesday? His best friend added me on facebook last night. I have never talked to him before, so he must have talked about me, but I have no idea why he would add me. Any ideas?

So, this is my last post of 2010. I hope the entire 2011 goes the same as 2010 ended.