i remember a time where i felt it necessary to go out every weekend, both friday and saturday nights. actually, at one point, (early 20s), i would go out thursday, friday, saturday and possibly sunday night, despite having work the next day. now, i really could care less. i would rather use the weekend to catch up on sleep. i do not need to go out. sure, it is nice and fun too occasionally, when say, you get a new outfit, and new makeup, and actually do your hair. perhaps you want to DANCE! i like too sometimes. and chat and stuff. i actually do like to converse as well. and when the weather starts getting nice out, sure, i admit, i would like to sit outside during the dusk hours with a caraffe of red wine and some melodic tunes drifting in the background, with good company say...or you know what is even better? drinking a few beers in a cornfield with someone hot that you are extremely attracted too! it can turn into a lot of fun!
what else!??
oh....yeah so it looks like 'the girls' are all going out tomorrow night, which i was not invited too...but it's ok, because what does it entail? everyone seperating and also in hopes of getting a group selfie to post to facebook? look at us! we are all out and about, having FUN! drink drink gulp gulp!!!
i always feel like trash and no class (just rhymed) next day after drinking...
btw you know what bothers me? shannan seems to like to talk about how misguided and lost and all the regretful mistakes i made in the past, as if that is still me. well, its not! i don't even hang out with anyone really. blah!!
so yeah...im gonna go to bed!
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