My parents made me climb up four flights of stairs (at a like, 100 degree temperature) to the parking garage roof so we could watch the fireworks, which ended right as we reached the top.
Yeah, me and Megan decided I shouldn't use my "real" name, because of... you know, serial killers. Which is now kind of useless, as I just broadcasted my identity to the Internet, aiding my future murderer. Wow. I suck at being paranoid.
@sittinginatree Not yet :( Apparently we need to "really think about what our style theme is going to be before we make any decisions." BLAHHHH. nerds.