Tis Reading Week
Yesterday was the 80s party, and I think I underestimated how drunk I really was. I ran into Justin and Reza tonight at the Ballroom (Cramer's birthday today!), and they commented on how drunk I was. So, from my memory, the party was hilarious. Unfortunately, Daniel was also at the party, and since I was trashed, when he was talking with me, I just kept on telling him that I hated him. He kept on saying that he would call me and we'd catch up, but then I kept on harassing him saying that I changed my number, and saying that he didn't even know that because he ignored me. I don't know what was going through my mind or why I was behaving the way I was towards him, but thank God Kate took away the napkin that I wrote down my number on for him to call me. Even if I gave it to him, I don't think he would have called me, nor would I care. I think the reason why I still keep on pestering Daniel is because I feel like when I finally decided to show that I liked him, it backfired on me, and left me vulnerable. I just want to have the feeling that he actually felt ashamed about what he did to his girlfriend and actually felt sorry for lying all those times to me. I just hate feeling like the loser of the situation.
I ended up at Dom's apartment after the party. He made me this salami and roast beef sandwich that was really good, but it ended up making me feel super shady throughout the night and everytime I drank water thereafter I had this weird taste of poppy seeds in my mouth. Curious.
I'm so excited that I get to go home tomorrow. I'll finally get to use my jacuzzi again and eat wonderful and beautiful food again. AMAZING. I'll hoard some food for you guys back at res! YOM!