fenris23

Well it is Friday night/Saturday morning and I am sobering up. So much for a sober period I think I lasted a week. But it is not my fault. I went to my parents house for the weekend and it turns out that they were going to be in the city for the night. Needless to say my younger brother wasted no time in throwing a party.

A bunch of people that at one point in time I essentially babysat show up with beer and other alcohol. I, of course, managed to get some of my own, a six pack of Corona's. Before half of the people showed up I was bloody close to drunk. Then they started to share with me.

The first part of the evening was kinda shit because my brother didn't really want me to be there and the girl that I first started to hit on was in a bad mood.

The second half though was great. I managed to get drunk, I danced to various songs, and I flirted a lot with a nice pretty girl. The girl looked just a little like Zarina but not enough that I could really confuse them no matter how drunk I was. Better then the fact that I was flirting with her was the fact that she was flirting back. I could have even got some, maybe, if I had played my cards better. Alcohol, it makes me confident enough to try with girls but makes me unable to be smooth you know? Well at least, after I missed my oppurtunity, I didn't try anyways. So I might have a chance next party.

Anyways the party was great including all the classics: incriminating photos, wooden spoon fights, very bad dancing, chicks dirty dancing with each other, and at least two gropers.
Interestingly enough one guy groper and one girl groper...