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so today's been an interesting day, even though I didn't go outside and do much...

just been feeling sick all day lazing around the house thinking about stuff. throwing away all my papers and ish from high school, really settled the fact in my mind that I'm finally done with it. no more fucking around in class, seeing familiar faces in the hallways, chillin wit homies at lunch, school events and what not. never really liked high school in the first place to be honest, so it's funny that I'm being kinda dramatic in writing this haha. guess it's just cause I'm so used to the school routine you know. when something that takes up 5 out of 7 days in your week disappears, it hits you hard.

life goes on though, so it's whatever. plus I'll still see all my real homies, and that's all that really matters to me anyways. then as I thought about getting oranges for my stupid cold I get a message from my friend who tells me he's not gonna be in hk to chill with me anymore. cool I guess. then he tells me the reason is because his dad passed away the other day. ouch. talked to him about it for a bit to try to comfort him and it really brought back a lot of my own memories. watching my mom die slowly, and not being able to do shit about it. just straight up feeling empty and how everything was so surreal. death definitely takes it's sweet ass time. doesn't happen in a blink of an eye like in the movies for sure.

then my thoughts drifted to bboying... in between all that I was dancing and it definitely helped me stay sane. I guess that's why I'm so deep into it now. obviously I do it for fun, but there's a lot more to it than that. anyways writing about what dancing means to me would take forever so I'll just leave it at that hah.

so right now thinking about all this just makes me that much more grateful to have my dad (or my roommate as brian would say aha) still with me. I'm a dumbass though, so of course I don't have anywhere reserved for father's day tmrw- oops... good thing my dad likes to keep it low-key haha; brunch tmrw will keep him happy.

had a good past 2 days off work. colt 45 + biking with raw minds on friday was dope haha. hit up some party in surrey later that night and chilled. everything was good till ivan had a bit too much to drink.. shiiiiiiit jolin carried him outta there and after calling four taxis I finally got one to take ivan home. had 15 bucks on me and that was just enough for the taxi. dragged him to his room which was harder than I thought since he wasn't moving at all. ivan started babbling again and after an awkward 15ish minute conversation with ivan's parents I walked back to the party. surprised I actually found my way back since it was dark as hell and I didn't really know where I was going haha. basically everyone was gone and earl and I ate this huge ass dish of lumpia we found with two bottles of champagne. rode back to earl's after and crashed.

headed home the next day on my bike and quickly changed outta my clothes (which smelled like ivan's puke..............) then headed to jolin's. chilled listening to some records and rode our bikes after to meet up ryan. biked all the way from 29th to strathcona and sat at the park with some more colt 45. bunch of random shit going on at that park. some hipsters made a pirate ship out of tents and then one of em walked out and activated the sprinklers. it sprayed right inside their tents and hosed the shit out of everything ahaha. funny watching them screaming and trying to cover up the sprinkler in vain. went to soul night at a place nearby after and that was pretty fun. couldn't go in from the front but ryan and jolin got me in through the back door. lotta dope music was playing and then I ran into both of my managers which kinda weird. kicked it around two and somehow made it to jolin's house on my bike. I remember riding into a parked car at one point.. hah