Night of the 4th of September

Anywho, epic night. Though it was really lame reason to meet up. I got there late, fortunately, and we practiced singing the god-awful "Gang ruef de Bruune" song. Ate dinner with awesome people. Then we separated into different countries and met a dude from Danville who's mom works for San Jose police. All us 'Mericans chanted "USA" and "'MERICA!" while the others sang their country anthem. We all walked to some big building and sang the song then went our separate ways. SO LAME. Then i went to Zug with some Americans (and hella boss Californians). Aussie accent is still awesome, the Mexicans think they count as "Americans" (they are NORTH Americans, GOD), and New Zealand has an epic dance. Nuff said, Good night