Party
we arrived three strong, but we left one weak. It seemed that everyone enjoyed themselfs at another party again except for me. This makes me think that well, parties suck, alcohol is overrated, and i dont want to do anything but sit at this computer for the summer. Heres the rundown, Matt who is usually hating on himself had a grand time and lost count in his beverages as usual, but he enjoyed himself. Josh sat around and looked angry, text messaged for a while then split to spit some game. Keith had a couple drinks, and when a little drama erupted he became an overprotective mother cussing out anyone within five feet of me. But i commend you keith for being a good friend, but now a few people hate you for being an ass. well thats my story and im sticking to it, peace.