I Long for Diet Coke
Yea so tonight we went to the Delt House and I felt kind of out of it. I didn't drink at all so I entertained myself by standing around and watching others enjoy themselves. Hmm... now it's Friday night and it's not even one and I'm contemplating what to do with myself... to sleep or not to sleep. To watch a movie. To socialize. To read, or better yet, to write. To sit here and do what I've been doing for the past hour: looking about the room as if staring at the things on the floor will make them fold up and fly to their rightful drawers and such, while also longing for a Diet Coke. I had one of those bored, angry, misplaced looks on my face all night tonight save for one or two minutes and hadn't the motivation to remove or change it otherwise. It seems like there are many people who are strangers to a sober Lynzi, simply because I only see them downtown or at the Delt house. Hmm. I wish the room were cleaner... but oh to get up and clean it. Am I tired tonight or just...? May fall asleep watching movie. Best of both worlds. Will try to be much more exciting tomorrow night. Or might not. (Suspenseful and dramatic background music) We must wait till morning to find out.