Julia Picture post
Saturday, March 24th: Julia, the love of my life, came up from Philadelphia and we partied all day, all night, and part of sunday too. It started off with some shopping with Roman and Shai, because I felt it crucial that she meet the boy I suck face with. (Her words, not mine.)
We tried on some cool shades while the boys picked out socks and other manly stuff. Since it was my camera and I was taking the pictures, there were none of me and my shades, up until Shai took over.
Shai loved it. So did some creepy guys nearby, who caught us coping feels for the camera. Three guys randomnly came up, stood next to us and stared on three separate occasions. Why are all guys soo ridiculous? They all think alike. We needed to escape quickly, so Roman paid for his underwears and we left.
We thought we were going home but the guys decided they wanted shoes, so we snuck into the back section of this store, god forbid I know what store it was, and stood patiently waiting... but only for a short period of time.
We found a mirror and wanted to make sure it worked. Looks like it functions properly, only someone needs to give it a scrub.
We were getting pretttyyyy restless. Or just pretty. :]
We came up to the boys and made these faces, and that's when we left. After some coffee and making out, the boys dropped us off at home cus we needed to get beautified for dinner later that night.
Our efforts yielded these results(Pre-dinner):
Final evaluation: We some foxy bitches. Especially Julia.
Dinner was another Borya Birthday celebration. God, I hope I have like 20 parties when I turn 20. That's ridiculous how much he was treated to! (During dinner)
We surprised him with a birthday cake, song, gong banging, the whole shabang. He wasn't too happy, but Leon sure was pleased with himself. (It was his idea.) I would just like to point out how the masks nose and Borya's nose are practically identical. Dinner was pretty nice, Leo, our hibachi chef made a beating heart out of the rice on Julia's request because I had never seen it before. We met a kid from Texas named Dan, who told us that everyone in Texas hates gays and jews. Except him, I think. The first and only thing he asked our group (it was 10 of us, all jewish!) was "I hope no one gets offended, but are you guys really cheap?"
After dinner, everyone went home except Leon, Anton, Julia and I because we are hardcore party animals.
We decided we wanted a very Russian hat, so we travelled to the motherland in Leon's car to get it. It was a beauty.
So much so that Anton stole it from me and rocked that shit. I love how these guys throw up the peace sign in every picture. Most ridiculous thing ever.
We went to the pool hall by Leon's house where Julia and I played ping pong. We're getting pretty good. I can't wait until its actual tennis were playing, though. We stayed out until we couldn't stand anymore and when Julia and I came home we soaked our feet in the tub for practically an hour. Yeah, we're pretty much in love with each other. But who could blame me? She's such a fox.
This morning we woke up and went out for a last minute lunch at our homebase, Tokyo Cafe. I invited Izzy so these two girls can finally meet. They got along great. We had some food, exchanged some words, and then decided we'd go to Cold Stone for some ice cream. Guilty pleasures. Then Julia had to run back to Philadelphia. It was not bittersweet, it was just bitter. She needs to permanently live in my closet. Or vice versa.
The week after this one is spring break, and the week after that is Julia's birthday. I'm going down to Philly. UPenn won't know what hit it.