last night started badly, with me getting ridiculous pissed. K said shed leave his house as soon as i was ready to leave. i told her at 9 i was ready, then 915. guess what time she got there? yeah, 945. i was pissed. when she finally got to my house, i opened the door and started screaming at her. after i freaked out, i decided to go anyways, because she had been gone for a week and i knew i'd get over it soon enough. we went to S's grandparents. we all got fucked. i, myself, was ridiculously fucked up. i drank way too much. and burned a lot. bong hits, passing bowls, domeing hitters.. i was feeling good most of the night.. partying makes you do stupid things, even if they aren't that bad. me and G kissed a couple times, and i have no idea why.. i flirted with S, which probably wasn't a good idea either. he's dating my friend. but hey, he was my first kiss.. that should make it okay, right? O and i flirted, which was weird. he was all touchy feely and that's the opposite of how he normally is. he slept on the bathroom floor with me so i wasn't alone. that was sweet. i was puking my guts out, and ended up sleeping curled up next to the toilet. what a night. at least i kicked ass at beer pong. i've got a new bruise on my knee, and no not from what you might be thinking.. just from leaning over the toilet. as soon as i knew my mum was gone for work, we came back and passed out at my house. we were both still drunk from the night before.. good thing we didn't get pulled over.. the funniest thing, when i went to wake up K, they were sleeping on the couch. K didnt have her pants or underwear on, and she didn't know why. such a dumbass. :P i'm really, but i can never sleep. hopefully tonights different.. i'm going to go creep on facebook now. i'm sure there will be another entry soon.