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FRIDAY

Por fin llegamos al viernes... Out in Renca, the kids were fiesty! Two kids were playing and one got hit pretty hard and actaulyl started bleeding in his mouth. We found the source of blood was his tongue that he bit when he was hit. After crying for a minute or two, he was back to complete rowdiness with the other kids. I don't know if there was extra sugar in the Kool Aid or what, but they were energized!
I got home and Rachie and i began the clean up and set up process for our big party tonight. It was Silvias Birthday party with a splash of a welcome home party for Timo. All of youth group plus more were invited.
We ran off to youth group at 7 and got there late... again!
After youth group the party started and I have to admit that this party is SO much more my style that the party last week. This party, although it included alcohol, it was drunk free. Also, for the most part we all knew each other, so it was easy for the groups to mix around and it didn't feel cliquish (whao, don't ask me about the spelling there!). We had ice cream and cupcakes and lots of cookies. At the end of the night it was the "usual" crowd: My roommates, of course, Sammy, Jason, and Nathan. We sat around, Jason playing songs on the guitar for everyone to sing slong to, Rachel and Ashlee chiding him for not knowing James Taylor, Sam and I discussing some church matter, and Seba sitting on the couch listening to (probably without understanding) the cloud of English around him.
Anyways the boys left and we got to bed at a fairly decent hour for a friday night. It was not much later than 4 am.

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