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ain't nothing to it, baby
I caved and went to that party last night and I'm glad I did. I enjoyed myself for the first 90% of it. I didn't know any of the people there, but we ended up getting along splendidly, played a couple games of beer pong (lost every time because Sandy can't throw to save her life). I met this amazing guy, but I ended up not getting his number because of some bullshit Sandy decided to pull.
We were enjoying ourselves, and then suddenly we were leaving the party, and suddenly we were in the car of some dude that I didn't even know. We got to their condo, and my bad vibe was going off big time. It was just a bunch of fucking dudes, and not even mildly attractive ones at that. I remember turning into a complete bitch, even going as far as to call them a bunch of kids despite the fact that I was clearly younger than they were.
It didn't help that they took us to their basement where they turned out all the lights, put on some loud shitty music, and showed us their stripper pole. It wasn't classy, and just, fuuuuccckkkkkkk.
I called my dad and had him pick me up, but Sandy refused to go with me like the drunk dumbass she can be. I swear, I will not drink as much when I go out with her because clearly something fucking bad could happen while I'm slightly impaired.
Also. I'm hungover and craving steak.
We were enjoying ourselves, and then suddenly we were leaving the party, and suddenly we were in the car of some dude that I didn't even know. We got to their condo, and my bad vibe was going off big time. It was just a bunch of fucking dudes, and not even mildly attractive ones at that. I remember turning into a complete bitch, even going as far as to call them a bunch of kids despite the fact that I was clearly younger than they were.
It didn't help that they took us to their basement where they turned out all the lights, put on some loud shitty music, and showed us their stripper pole. It wasn't classy, and just, fuuuuccckkkkkkk.
I called my dad and had him pick me up, but Sandy refused to go with me like the drunk dumbass she can be. I swear, I will not drink as much when I go out with her because clearly something fucking bad could happen while I'm slightly impaired.
Also. I'm hungover and craving steak.