party

Recap- cookout last night behind bike factory, lots of people showed up to say bye, ima miss those guys so much. I drank and drank untill I wasn't sad about leaving hawaii anymore. Woke up late, threw all my shit in a bag and drove to the airport with tarrin. My debit card didn't work when I was trying to pay for my bags so I just wrote a bad check. Wondered in a drunken stuper around the airport, causally strolling with the confidence that my plane would not leave without me. Made it to gate 26 with just secconds to spair. Talked to an attractive younger flight att. Now im on the plane listening to wutang wondering how im going to pay for this vodka sprite with no money. Hawaii, amazing, im going to miss it.