I went to the Super Tetricide show lastnight ’cause a few of my friends were part of the show. I left the Super Tetricide show early lastnight because I had to try catching my train home. The train home for me suxxx though because it stops running at 11:50pm, that’s the last train.
I missed it, and some guy offered to split a cab with me but I declined, & called my brother instead. WELP. Probably a BAD decision. His friends+him ended up picking me up and they kinda dragged me to a party. I thought ‘ok can’t be bad”. NOPE.
This was my first real…party…that you see portrayed on the movies. I’m used to parties that are pretty toned down, and the most you do is drink & play videogames or karaoke. All I wanted to do was draw everyone who was wasted. But, I couldn’t ‘cause apparently that is bad? and people will get on your case about partying? So yeah, it was pretty boring. I had to carry a bottle of Hennesy the whole time.
When I saw the balloons, I thought that was the only “normal” party thing, but then I realized they were filled w/ NOS.
And that projectile vomit was probably the most amazing thing I’ve seen in my life.
The night ended pretty horribly too. There was some drama w/ my brother and his BFF. And so I was kinda left there alone, feeling really uncomfy. I thought about getting a cab home at that point, but another one of my brother’s friend’s brought me home.
Yup. I hardly ever hang w/ my brother, or ever bring him up. Idk, I feel we live in different worlds.
TL;DR— Was dragged to party; Here are some highlights of things I remember from last night.