Musings of an ex-party girl
Just got home from the Candy party at Rockwell. I was only supposed to drop by and then watch a movie with Patsy, but then she told me she had to go to a family dinner. Then at the last minute she told me the dinner was cancelled, but then I already told my parents I wasn’t going to the movie anymore so I had to be home at ten. 
I hate it when my friends change their minds at the very last minute. At this very moment, Kriya, Bea and Michelle (not my insignificant other) are probably in the car getting tipsy on Pomelo Gin as they make their way to Wasabi. For the first time I don’t feel bad about missing out on stuff by going home early. I don’t like hip-hop and now that I’m with the most wonderful guy on the planet, I don’t need to go guy hunting anymore. The latter used to be my number one reason for going to clubs. But based on experience, I really don’t think true love can be found in a bar.
Michelle (the girl to my left) just turned sixteen last December but as usual, I look like the youngest.
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