The Jebels

The Jebels, one of the cool places the returning students would always hang out in Saudi. Jon called me up later and told me we were going to hit them up again. He failed to mention that it was going to be a bunch of teachers and adults in the jebels at the fire pit. Nothing wrong with that, just a little weird. My old gym teacher was there. Of course he didn't remember my name, bastard. He remembered it back in the day...kind of hurt me inside. i could of sworn he would have remembered me, i wonder who else has forgotten my greatness.

Of course there were drinks there, enough to feel good but not enough to party like a rock star. One of the people oh there busted out a hot air balloon that they got from Thailand...or was it China...some asian country.
It was pretty cool, i wish i had one. It didn't take long for it to take off and it was pretty bright. It just kept going and going. It didn't burn out until 10 minutes later, who knows what it fell on...

Here is jon trying to be tough...i believe the other person is ben, the other Vietnamese.i met a lot of people that night, forgot most of their names and what they do...but for some reason Lisa stuck out in my mind. Probably because she decided to share her boy problems. She's like over 30, i thought chicks grew out of boy problems by then...and if they hadn't, they knew better than to share them with someone they just met. But not Lisa...Wasn't long until someone busted out the guitar, i tired playing it...failed miserably. Lisa then came over and decided to strum the guitar while i played chords. It was probably the worst sounding thing ever...but she kept strumming.

The party soon ended and jon gave me a ride back to Cheri's. i was welcomed by a broken sprinkler spraying over a house's rooftop.