Well, since I felt so down and out on my Friday night, on Saturday I decided to quit moping and be a man. But since there were no strap-on penises or balls lying about, I had to go to plan B: going out and seeing friends. Also, not that I'm an alcoholic or anything, but I kind of missed getting a little tipsy and saying silly things (it's been a while).
So I put on my new K Swiss shoes (that's right) and a lovely sweater, some makeup and jewelry, and headed over to the kid's room where
I threw up on a bed. I walked in to greet boy whose bed I threw up on, boy who does too many drugs, and 3 other people not worth naming. Also, a bottle of tequila, a bottle of rum, a bottle of white wine, and some diet cokes. Not bad. I also got to crash the game of Kings.
However, while I could have just downed some alcohol, I felt that this would violate the drinking game: the point is only to drink when you're supposed to. And I was doing too damn good and no one was trying to make me drink more. So by the end of the game, everyone except me was wasted (roommate of boy whose bed I threw up in started puking, girl 1 took girl 2 home so she could throw up). Obviously the only missing part was being hit on by drunk people. Not to worry, it happened.
On my way out, I was introduced to a guy named Steve. He seemed nice and called me pretty, which is cool and all but kind of weird since I didn't know him and he doesn't go to my school. Then later on I heard him introduce himself as Matt to other people. Apparently, he gave me his 'fake' name. Imagine trying to get his phone number, right?
Luckily, there were also several comments from boy who does too many drugs about me having a boyfriend, followed by profuse apologies. Y'know, to make my night fun. Then I had to escort too many drugs boy back to his room where he proceeded to throw up out his window and several other people and I had to bring him water.
I felt a little bit like a babysitter for people whose idea of a good time is to force people to drink as much as possible. Next time I'll be sure to violate the drinking game rules - if only to help me imagine that the boring people are actually fun.