By MiKE:

Me, Mike, Kevin, Ben, and Pat went to the fireworks finale. It was full of people. So anyways we tried to get over the same testicle-threatening fence from field trip #29, but there was this guard guy there now. Shitty. So we tried going around, but the crowd was getting tighter. We just stopped walking at some point and sat down.

The fireworks were ok. People were smoking up all over the place, and these chicks beside us were dissing Tool. Grrr, I wanted to fuck them in an angry kinda way. Then there was that big drunk guy behind us yelling drunken shit, it was hilarious. Every now and then he was kawking like a fucking bird, while the stoners next to us were laughing their asses off.

The best part was battling the crowd and getting the fuck outta there. It was really tight and impossible to move, and all you could do was push forward. There were even times where I didn't think my feet were touching the ground. Fuckin shit! So the crowd stops moving, and we start pushing even harder. Then when we got off the beach the crowd was even tighter, and there was this huge drunk guy pushing his way through the crowd, so we got behind him. I was trippsing over shit like curbs and baby carriages.

When the crowds got less thick, we ran all the way to the station, beating most of the people.