Worst party ever
I'm sorry Ember, but according to your last entry you think the same thing.
After Nic left I found myself frightfully bored. I could not find one person to hold a conversation with and I, unfortunatly, did end up getting drunk out of my bordem. The drunkeness was pretty funny, at least I saw some cool colours- but that really doesn't make up for the night I wasted. I should have done the writer's workshop after all- I heard Jane Austin had a blast. I managed to get myself home without being raped as I had threatened, I got home at about 6 AM, or should I say 'crawl home drunk o'clock' as my brother does?
To make things worse, my publisher found out I wasn't really sick, as I claimed to get out of workshop, and had gone to a party instead. I'm in trouble.