It's always awkward being invited to a party of someone you're not really friends with...what do you do? You don't go, then feel bad because 50 other people aren't going? You go just to be polite?
So I go because I'm nice like that.
You rock up in costumes and realise that nobody else really dressed up as hardcore as you did. Random girl comes up to you and goes "YOU PLAY THE FLUTE DON'T YOU!" and you spend the rest of the night thinking she has a 6th sense because you've never seen her in your life.
You freakin run away from her.
Then what, you sit in an anti-social corner all night with 8 other anti-social people and...be social together? Funny stories are swapped, pizza is notsogracefully eaten and gross drinks are drunk (someone dilute that craaaaaaap) but this can only be fun for so long...
People start leaving, one chick hooks up with all the guys there (a grand total of three), cake is eaten (or not eaten because of the sickness due to the gross drink) and photos are taken (or bombed) and at the end of the night everyone in your anti-social corner has gone home except one (ilyviv), so you stand there awkwardly being eaten by mozzies while a retard starts dancing up to you and you shun him.
A ride home doesn't come soon enough, and you spend the next half hour getting lost taking a "short cut" but car ride conversations are always fun ;D
So then when you get home...you hope the next party 1ups this one by a mile.
xo
3 comments:
oh my god your hair is so long :(
i haven't read your blog in a while, but decided to check it out today, cos i'm bored :D
-leah.
haha is the title a mychonny reference?
yess :P
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