Partay
Yesterday was a fun New Years Eve party and I was really really nervous about seeing that guy that I wrote about last because the night before he asked me to a movie and thinking that he might mean as friends I said yes. Then I found out from Amanda that he thought it was a date. So I finally worked up the courage to ask him on the phone if it really was a date and he said no, then it got all awkward and we hung up. Then at the party we avoided eachother. This can't be healthy, complely avoiding conflict...but tis my nature. All well, it was a pretty fun party. WE played a cute little game of spin the bottle and I kissed everyone but the guy in question because I didn't land on him, thank god. Liz and I took off our shirts because I really wanted to go streaking and that was as much as we could do. Amanda and I pulled an all nighter and all day yesterday I slept...it wasn't good sleep though, my body was just tired. My new word is 'elated' but it's not really how I feel right now. Today I felt lazy and I watced three movies. Three fucking movies, isn't that disgusting? I watched In America, Shaun of the Dead, and Spiderman 2. I sicken myself sometimes. I was going to do yoga but I couldn't find my tape because everything n my house has been moved since my step mom. Sometimes I really hate being at my dads house. He cries all the time and his wife is so bitchy sometimes. I spent literally two hours cleaning my room and right after I was done she walks in and says that it is terrible. That really pissed me off. I love my dad but he keeps saying that they are either going to move or get divorced, in a joking sort of way. But I know he is serious. I feel like his therispt or something, he tells me things that he shouldn't be saying. I feel like I already know more things about money and things like that and that feels weird being 15 and feeling wiser then your 49-year-old dad. I hate it sometimes. BUt that is all for now...I am going back to my moms tomorrow so all will be right. Well, good bye friends.