Damn my life.

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At a graduation party right nowf or best friend's sister.

bored out of my f*****g mind. made the mistake of having 2.5 drinks, probably wont be able to drive home before midnight (I am an underaged drinker, her parents promote safety, i definitely am not mad about that)

the only good thing is that it is so loud that i can rip them and nobody can hear

To make matters worse, this girl i just started seeing is runninga f evera nd feeling like crap. i'd much rather be with her, attempting to comfort her. We normally text a lot but with her feeling ill she doesnt feel much like picking up her phone (which i also understand)

i thought about leaving my car and walking home but i need to stay to help clean up (i promised)

So basically, yeah, i made my own mess i guess, but i really want to retreat to te safety and comfort of my bed.

Thanks for reading, typing got rid of 20 of my 60 minutes 'till the music stops.

dude, you type well for having had 2.5 drinks.

after one drink i can't even keep my hands on the keyboard.

shouldn't you have tried to be with her alone?
I admit, having a few too many drinks is a bit bad, but no worse than what you're in right now.

lol probably should have been a tad more clear but typing on phone wit busted keyboard sucks.

My new ladyfriend is actually at her house and sick, which is unfortunate

now on way back to friend's house to unload party stuff from Hall to House. I should be home soon if they let me drive home, they probably will. only 2.5 drinks between 5 and 6pm,n ot a drink since then.

Im just really excited for tomorrow just so i can talk to lady friend, hope she is feeling better.

Just, parties are hella exhausting, as im sure everyone here knows, and WP is the onlyt ing keeping me going (along with a dash of hope for tomorrow )

I don't think a website should be the only thing keeping you going sir..

Lol I meant as the only escape from the party, for the last hour or so I just kept posting and reading topics and stuff. I'm actually home now, taking a dump on my very safe toilet. Too much information

I think one of the other things bothering me was that since I didn't drive there, I knew I couldn't just leave *whenever* I wanted (Even though I would have stayed 'till the end and longer because I said I would help clean up -- but still, the psychology behind knowing I could have left could have been helpful)

Anyway, like I said. Home now. I get my shower, I get my bed, I get my pre-bed simpsons episode, and I get my country music to sleep too. A beautiful and well deserved ending to a party that was slightly stressful -- that's really all I was going for.

And I was just explaining what was making the party suck (Which I broke down further on the way home -- that the booze was acting as more of a depressant than a stimulant, which is why I stopped drinking, as I did not want to become more upset), and I was getting upset over a couple of things including the fact that my lady friend was ill and I couldn't do anything about it.

shit-taking is quite relieving