Happy Birthday Chase
Happy Birthday Chase
Life moves by quickly, but from the start of life to the end there are a special days where you celebrate the day of your birth. There are also particular birthdays that you show more special interest to than others. Some of which being, when you finally become a teenager, turning sixteen so you're finally able to drive, turning eighteen signifies you as an adult, turning twenty-one means you can buy alcohol, and if you're lucky enough turning a hundred means you've lived to be just plain old. Turning twenty-one may, to some people, be the greatest of days. My friend Chase turned twenty-one this year, and we may have thrown him the greatest party he'll ever have.
The day was June 25, 2005, it was so hot outside, and the humidity was off the chart. June 25 just also happened to be my good friend Chase's birthday. My friends Matt, Houston, Mike, Mike, and I were throwing him a surprise party at Matt's house, and he had no idea. We had been waiting for this for a few weeks now, and had everything perfectly planned out. He was turning the big twenty-one so this was a big day for him, and he was extremely excited about it. He talked about nothing but buying alcohol and beer for himself for the past month at least.
You could smell the party in the air, there were hot dogs and hamburgers cooking on the grill, and there had also been the smell of beer coming off the keg-taps. The feeling of good-times was all around you, as there were at least forty to fifty close friends together. Some I knew better than others, but in all, everybody seemed to be having an awesome time none the less. We all came together to celebrate for someone we all knew and loved, that's all that mattered.
Everybody's anticipation grew, as we ate, drank, and were merry waiting on Chase's arrival. Some people were having better times than others. You could tell who these people were by how loud they were being, which pretty much meant that the louder people
Life moves by quickly, but from the start of life to the end there are a special days where you celebrate the day of your birth. There are also particular birthdays that you show more special interest to than others. Some of which being, when you finally become a teenager, turning sixteen so you're finally able to drive, turning eighteen signifies you as an adult, turning twenty-one means you can buy alcohol, and if you're lucky enough turning a hundred means you've lived to be just plain old. Turning twenty-one may, to some people, be the greatest of days. My friend Chase turned twenty-one this year, and we may have thrown him the greatest party he'll ever have.
The day was June 25, 2005, it was so hot outside, and the humidity was off the chart. June 25 just also happened to be my good friend Chase's birthday. My friends Matt, Houston, Mike, Mike, and I were throwing him a surprise party at Matt's house, and he had no idea. We had been waiting for this for a few weeks now, and had everything perfectly planned out. He was turning the big twenty-one so this was a big day for him, and he was extremely excited about it. He talked about nothing but buying alcohol and beer for himself for the past month at least.
You could smell the party in the air, there were hot dogs and hamburgers cooking on the grill, and there had also been the smell of beer coming off the keg-taps. The feeling of good-times was all around you, as there were at least forty to fifty close friends together. Some I knew better than others, but in all, everybody seemed to be having an awesome time none the less. We all came together to celebrate for someone we all knew and loved, that's all that mattered.
Everybody's anticipation grew, as we ate, drank, and were merry waiting on Chase's arrival. Some people were having better times than others. You could tell who these people were by how loud they were being, which pretty much meant that the louder people