Some people have called me oblivious to the world around me, and I think they are correct. Fortunately, that is not always a bad thing, as was proven tonight. My friends threw a surprise party for me and it was a great success!
I had no idea what was going on. I thought we were going to go out for dinner, but my friends kept delaying so I waited patiently, killing time by waxing philosophically with my roommates and listening to one of them remix songs on his laptop. That's just what we do here. True story.
After a while my roommates slipped away one by one. I hardly noticed, until there were just two of us left in the apartment. My one remaining roommate said, "I'm gonna go see what's up," and so I decided to follow him. He went straight to the apartment of the friends I was waiting for, so I tagged along, thinking that this was a good opportunity to investigate the delay. My hunger was eating my patience.
The apartment door swung open and my roommate jumped inside. I followed him inside, but to my surprise, there was no one in sight. Suddenly, the silence was broken by a chorus of "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow" coming from the kitchen. A small choir marched around the corner into the entryway where my roommate and I stood and continued singing. Now here's a testament to my own obliviousness: I joined them in singing, completely clueless as to what they were singing for! It wasn't until I saw one of them holding a cake with the Brazilian flag on it that I understood and shut my mouth...
I have such wonderful friends. :)
Display on the wall in colorful letters were the words, "Farewell, Mike! We <3 You!" In addition to a beautiful and delicious chocolate cake, a full spaghetti dinner had been prepared. They said they wanted to cook for me for a change, and they did a tremendous job. I don't think I've ever eaten a meal prepared more lovingly than this one.
Thank you friends, for exploiting my weakness in a most loving and extraordinary way. :)