Wow, Shre's shindig was a blast. Go Buckingham Park.

Shreya: Well, it's not my personal park.
Me: Sure it is. We should cross out "Buckingham" and write "Shreya".

The sprinklers were on...and what group of 6 teens can resist running through sprinklers? Make that 5...Karen didn't run through the sprinklers, but she took a picture of me. I gave her a hug afterward though, so she still got her shirt wet.

Shreya: Oh god, look at him.
*cue to Noah, running on the grass on his knees*
Noah: Oh Jewish virgin!
Me: ...Yes?
Noah: I'm coming! I'll be there soon!

There was sooo much more hilarity, but the walk back to Shre's house from the park wiped me out so I'm going to bed now. I'll blog it later.