The One Between the Birthday and the Party

Okay, so I'm officially 18 now, right? Hmm, just took a look at the Multiply emoticons hoping to find a cool birthday emoticon, then realised that Multiply emoticons suck balls. Ooh, just did it again. Damn, it doesn't even have the "straight-face" emoticon. Sigh. Anywho...

Officially turned eighteen last Friday. So far on the "things-to-do-when-you-turn-eighteen" list, I've covered 'legally gamble' and 'buy first legal drink of alcohol...and second...and third...and fourth...' Oh, and 'first ever experience inside a strip club'. Actually, fuck that story. Sigh. Fucking hustler took our assets! Assets we could've spent at Star City! Sigh. Oh well, at least one of the girls looked like Charlize Theron. Granted, it was Charlize Theron from Monster, but hey, better than no celebrity lookalike at all, right? Right? ...No? Yeah, didn't think so either. Sigh.

Anywho, got my party brewin' for Saturday night, which is beautiful 'cause I've finished my History essay and Psych half-research report, thus I'm relatively work-easy this weekend. =D BITCHIN'!! Hopefully the party doesn't end up as a total sausagefest, and hopefully people actually start dancing so that the DJ doesn't end up as a total waste. Also, I hope I find a place to put the drunks once they've passed out, 'cause just leaving them on the floor wouldn't be too nice. Then again, it'd be cool having human carpets. Hmm, human carpets...interesting. Oh, and I have to settle for an R-rated stripper, because apparently it's now illegal for girls to watch X-rated strippers. OMFGWTF? But hey, I'm happy just to be getting a stripper in the first place, and now at least everyone can enjoy the show.

After the party (...it's the hotel lobby...sorry...couldn't help it...), it's most likely back to reality. Gulp; bad feeling I'm gonna be needing some sort of safety net to catch me when I plummet from my party high. But hey, we'll cross that bridge when we get there. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

P.S. Death Cab for Cutie. July 15. Me. Possess. Tickets. "" probably doesn't explain how excited I am. Come hell or high water, even if I have to walk to the venue, I am going to that concert.

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