It's 3 AM idiots.

Last night was John's party, and we got him the most wonderfully ingenious card. Sort of. After the television, there was Monopoly, where Cooper got himself so angry he eventually jumped onto Jason and began the whacking.

Afterwards was a time of unpeaceful sleeping hindered by allergies and a crazy gang of drunk teenagers. The gang wandered outside onto the lawn across the street and at first were simply babbling incoherently. Eventually they began spontaneously shouting profanity, calling for beer, and wrestling. Someone began taking random photographs, and the flashing was really bright and annoying. If anyone got into a car we would've called the police. The sound of beer bottles meeting pavement was heard, and a particular small man who was the most drunk of them all began to smash a bottle. With the level of alcohol, things began to get...pretty. (harhar) Climatically the man shouted for water. When obtaining it, he shouted, "If this water has alcohol in it I'm gonna fucking kill yous." Then they wandered inside, probably brooding over a plan on how to get sober. Oh, and at the same time, setting off fireworks. In the end they all came back out and walked down the street in a large pack, thankfully without their cars.

Sleep overcame me, and upon awakening at 8 AM...they were heard outside again. Returned from...wherever they came from. But yes, that whole fiasco was really amusing. I will now finish off those crazy assignments and test studying.