Today, Sofy had her birthday party in “Kindai,” an amazing japanese restaurant here in Campinas. I arrived 2 minutes before Sofy, and we got to talk a little while we waited for Cary and Cassy. They arrived and some time later, Xtina (Christina/Chris/Chrissy) arrived. We talked a lot, and made the whole restaurant know that we had arrived, and we waited for Pam in the process. Xtina called her, and she informed us she was lost. We decided to eat a short time later. We started to eat this different kind of sushi that was put on our table by the waiter. I’m telling you it was GOOD. Everyone at the table had a lot of experience with chop-sticks, except for Cary. We got her the kid one, with the little squishy dividers which helps you manipulate the chop-sticks better. Everybody LOVES japanese food, so we repeated at least two times, and the tofu soup as well. We also loved the tropical punch cocktail (Which I introduced to my dear friends, proving my experience in the restaurant, and, of course, excellent taste), which was delicious. We had so much fun making fun of everything, laughing, joking around, and it was the BEST of the BEST-EST birthday of the history of BEST birthday parties.
Until IT came along. (Alice, if you’re reading this, you’ll be shocked by this part): The girl, we once saw in Tock & Stock was there, with her mother, and her mother was wearing the same backpack she was wearing when our last-last encounter occurred. Now all my friends saw her, and we made fun of her together.Some time later, Cassy, Chris and Pam went to the bathroom, and I stayed with Bo (Baby So) and Cary. Bo said she had nausea a long time ago, and we didn’t really care before, since she had said she was never full. It was then that Sofy coughed, and Cary went a little bit to the side of the couch to avoid cough-particles on her. Sofy than covered her mouth, threw up a little in her mouth, and suddenly, the vomit gushed through her fingers, and she threw up on Cassy’s dessert. At first I was worried, and then I burst out laughing so hard. Cary told me to fetch Pam, but she was in the bathroom, so I just paralyzed and stayed there. Sofy asked for napkins, so Cary and I gave her millions (One at a time between a 3 mintues interval). Cary told Pam that Sofy threw up and Pam was like “Stop kidding around with these things,” and Cary was like “No, it’s true.” they all ran up to her aid, and Sofy got to clean herself up a little. It was then that she said the funniest thing “Cass, don’t look at your dessert.”Some minutes later, we talked about some more things, and I left, brooding on how bad a friend I am for not helping someone that means so much to me at the time she felt the worst. I LOVE YOU BO! AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
