There's supposed to be another party here tonight for my other roommate's birthday. My roommates, by the way, are Minda and Amanda, because I'm wicked tired of just saying "my roommate." I mean, I know who they are, I'm just doing it for every one else's benefit. And I don't care.
But I'm tired. And I'm stressed. Not to be a party pooper, but these parties are always weird and I feel awkward. I don't really know their friends so...I kinda just hang around. And I don't want to talk to the cops again. I was thinking about going to hang out and study or something at Dennys until I thought the party was on it's way to be over, but all I want to do is sleep! Plus I want to see Eric and Sander again. Except I'll get jealous when Eric goes to bed with Amanda again. Man, I'm pathetic.
Okay. I'm done whining. I just have to make it through the next couple of days. I've only got a speech due next week, so my weekend will luckily be comprised of next to nothing. I really want to go to the Halloween store in the mall sometime to get dumb accessories for my costume. I really need a sword I think...
My corset arrived at my house (my parent's house.) I'm ticked because I won't be able to try it on before Halloween. I hope it works out well. I'm terribly excited that I now own a leather corset. And for a completely non-perverted reason! For those of you that missed it, I work in Colonial Williamsburg and it's a part of our costuming. Or rather, it can be a part if you lay out the money. So I did. And it is. But don't you believe for one second that I won't put it to good use in other respects. Teehee.
But I'm tired. And I'm stressed. Not to be a party pooper, but these parties are always weird and I feel awkward. I don't really know their friends so...I kinda just hang around. And I don't want to talk to the cops again. I was thinking about going to hang out and study or something at Dennys until I thought the party was on it's way to be over, but all I want to do is sleep! Plus I want to see Eric and Sander again. Except I'll get jealous when Eric goes to bed with Amanda again. Man, I'm pathetic.
Okay. I'm done whining. I just have to make it through the next couple of days. I've only got a speech due next week, so my weekend will luckily be comprised of next to nothing. I really want to go to the Halloween store in the mall sometime to get dumb accessories for my costume. I really need a sword I think...
My corset arrived at my house (my parent's house.) I'm ticked because I won't be able to try it on before Halloween. I hope it works out well. I'm terribly excited that I now own a leather corset. And for a completely non-perverted reason! For those of you that missed it, I work in Colonial Williamsburg and it's a part of our costuming. Or rather, it can be a part if you lay out the money. So I did. And it is. But don't you believe for one second that I won't put it to good use in other respects. Teehee.
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Edit because I spelled corset wrong. How did I manage that!
[Edited on Oct 21, 2004 11:07AM]
I hate wierd parties, there are very few things more annoying. My best friend has the most awkward party story ever... I'm going to be a dork and tell it for your reading pleasure.
Once upon a time, my best friend was living with a girl he was also sort of seeing. It was her birthday, so they decided to put a big party together. He stayed out of the inviting side since it was HER party after all. She spent a week or so inviting everyone she could... Then her birthday came and it went something like this.
The birthday girl decided not to show up or phone anyone to tell them what she was up to, and go to the bar instead. Leaving my friend with all her guests... The guests were random people that she had literally met on the street. Nobody knew anyone else, and all conversations died within a few sentences of starting. There was big creepy evil dudes, and odd old guys. One guy was in a wheelchair and obviously not capable of normal socializing, and his assistant. So my pal sat with these mixed guests for hours and tried in vain to get the party going by any means he could think of. His roomy came home late at night after the party was over. Happy birthday to her!
The End.