Jocelyn's Birthday
Well I did it. I went out to celebrate Jocelyn's birthday but didn't drink. The night began with some epic playing of the drinking game "Kings"; in which we decided to forgo the actual rules and just decide that everytime a new number was picked, the person got to decide a rule for that card. Hilarious and photogenic results; there was trading of clothing, pouring shots from bottle into mouth, passing apples via mouths, and racing to eat sour watermelon candies. Lots of laughter, taboo jokes, and "[cream pie corrogated] cunt jack [up my ass]" said far too many times. I took a ton of pictures, its fabulous.
Anyway Nicole came over, soon followed by Rob and Nat, then we all headed out into the winter wonderland that is tonight to apartment 58. The place was semi-busy, the music not too impressive, but we danced anyways. I left the group before they moved on to Van Gogh's, came home and cleaned the kitchen and my room, folded my laundry, as I would do.
I have a kind of sore throat... hopefully I'm not getting sick, but it could just be from a lack of regular sleep. I feel that my body is weak; I have a very poor immune system. Also, the entire point of not drinking was to avoid these unhappy feelings that have been taking over as of late; which seems to have failed. Although I guess the only thing to do is stay with them, let them swell up in my throat and pulse their painful waves through my body, and allow these tears to drain out of me.
Anyway Nicole came over, soon followed by Rob and Nat, then we all headed out into the winter wonderland that is tonight to apartment 58. The place was semi-busy, the music not too impressive, but we danced anyways. I left the group before they moved on to Van Gogh's, came home and cleaned the kitchen and my room, folded my laundry, as I would do.
I have a kind of sore throat... hopefully I'm not getting sick, but it could just be from a lack of regular sleep. I feel that my body is weak; I have a very poor immune system. Also, the entire point of not drinking was to avoid these unhappy feelings that have been taking over as of late; which seems to have failed. Although I guess the only thing to do is stay with them, let them swell up in my throat and pulse their painful waves through my body, and allow these tears to drain out of me.