Surprise!

Damn, why do farewells have to suck so MUCH!? I have experienced many farewells this summer, and each time there's a process: a farewell party, then the farewell at the airport. Each one for me is a must. Parting with close friends...ehhh...makes me feel lonelier each time some boards a plane back to motherland, Nihon. Partying does ease the pain, but will never replace all the times I should have been kicking it with them. Enough words of sorrow and regret, this was a freaking party man, so peep the liquored laughs:
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