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Last night was completely perfect. I went to Alison/Sarahs/Whitneys apartment in the Highlands for a party that was full of drunk BMX guys and slutty (but in a funny way) chicks. I drank more than I eve have before. Mostly champagne and vodka. You know the standard plastic cup size? I had five of those full of vodka, which is odd because I usually hate straight vodka, but we seemed to be friends that night. I also had a glass of champagne. I felt completely fine until someone asked me how much I had to drink, and then suddenly my legs disappeared. I talked to strangers about Star Wars and how fucking awesome soft brownies were. I got hit on. A lot. By mostly sober people, too. Which was nice. I spent most of my high school time thinking that I was unattractive, but now I'm being told almost daily that I am cute/pretty/and sometimes gorgeous. Its nice. Very very nice.
Everyone left at around 4am. My cousin Shaun was there, who up until 4 months ago, I hadn't seen or spoke to in over 6 years. He was completely trashed and every five minutes I was being grabbed and told how much I was loved. Shaun insists I come to his apartment to hang out with him and Dan, who I really, really, like. Dan is Sarahs boyfriend, so don't get the wrong idea. I've had a movie of his for a little more than 3 months. I should really give that back.
We danced in the living room with strobe lights and fog machines for like two hours. It caused me to puke. But it was still fun. I met a guy named Glen who looked at me like he was going to pounce. I expected him to tackle and rape me at any point. It was kind of off putting. But everyone there was really cool and really funny.
Anyway. I am very very jealous of their apartment. The building used to be a Nunnery. It makes me so excited to move out. Granted I won't have that exact same apartment, but still. I really hope Steven and I will do it (get an apartment, that is). My cousin Shelby (on my moms side) is talking about moving out, also. And with her girlfriend. Maybe I'll suggest it to Steven and see what he says.
Good Halloween. Very good Halloween.
Last night was completely perfect. I went to Alison/Sarahs/Whitneys apartment in the Highlands for a party that was full of drunk BMX guys and slutty (but in a funny way) chicks. I drank more than I eve have before. Mostly champagne and vodka. You know the standard plastic cup size? I had five of those full of vodka, which is odd because I usually hate straight vodka, but we seemed to be friends that night. I also had a glass of champagne. I felt completely fine until someone asked me how much I had to drink, and then suddenly my legs disappeared. I talked to strangers about Star Wars and how fucking awesome soft brownies were. I got hit on. A lot. By mostly sober people, too. Which was nice. I spent most of my high school time thinking that I was unattractive, but now I'm being told almost daily that I am cute/pretty/and sometimes gorgeous. Its nice. Very very nice.
Everyone left at around 4am. My cousin Shaun was there, who up until 4 months ago, I hadn't seen or spoke to in over 6 years. He was completely trashed and every five minutes I was being grabbed and told how much I was loved. Shaun insists I come to his apartment to hang out with him and Dan, who I really, really, like. Dan is Sarahs boyfriend, so don't get the wrong idea. I've had a movie of his for a little more than 3 months. I should really give that back.
We danced in the living room with strobe lights and fog machines for like two hours. It caused me to puke. But it was still fun. I met a guy named Glen who looked at me like he was going to pounce. I expected him to tackle and rape me at any point. It was kind of off putting. But everyone there was really cool and really funny.
Anyway. I am very very jealous of their apartment. The building used to be a Nunnery. It makes me so excited to move out. Granted I won't have that exact same apartment, but still. I really hope Steven and I will do it (get an apartment, that is). My cousin Shelby (on my moms side) is talking about moving out, also. And with her girlfriend. Maybe I'll suggest it to Steven and see what he says.
Good Halloween. Very good Halloween.