Happy Birthday Gaston.

I kinda lagged with this one, but oh well. It started at midnight the morning of the 8th. Some of us met up at TGIF's to celebrate Gaston's 21st. What an interesting night. The second picture pretty much sums up the entire night, but it was that shot... times fifty.





Later that night, we got back to my dad's to a drunk brother or mine. He knocked out right away, but woke up 3 times to throw up the sinigang he ate earlier. I didn't wanna take pictures of that cause... yeah. I ended up sleeping around 5ish taking care of him only to remember that I had work at 9. I woke up around 9:45 by a call from Jose asking me where I was. Got to work late, clocked off around 5:30, and headed to my Mom's for his birthday dinner.













People started to leave around 11 and I finished off the night with a couple rounds of Uno and watching Horton Hears a Who, which is a funny movie. Happy Birthday Gaston, hope you get everything you wished for. You deserve it, really.