Rock Forgiveness Record

Summary of my day in bullet-point form:

• wake up
• exam (good)
• go home
• chillax
• get really bored
• make a grilled cheese sandwich
• get really really bored
• get ready for the party
• go to the party (meh-ish)
• come home and listen to BSS's new album (awesome)
• honesty time (bad)

So. I'm gonna just discuss the last 4.

During the 4th last, I talk to the person closest to me on the phone, and I hear that they spent a lengthy period of time alone with the one person in the world I don't like. Of course, this was sandwiched in between good bits, so I couldn't be honest right then and there. Plus, it would have taken a while anyway, and I had to get on with my evening.

Background information: this person that I hate is a disgrace to herself. Honestly. She betrayed one of her closest friends and was the person that close friend's boyfriend cheated on with, if that makes sense.

The party was kind of boring. There wasn't really a lot of people I knew there, and although I looked really good, if I do say so myself, I didn't exactly feel good. I've been having headaches and stomachaches all week, and no, it's not THAT time of the month. Some gross boy hit on me, but there were a few nice people there, and of course the girl who's party it was was really sweet, and she looked gorgeous. It was a masquerade party, and so it was pretty formal. I had a red and black lacey, sparkly dress on, and the back is my favourite part. It's like with silk laces that tie it up, and so the back is pretty low cut, and I've never worn anything like that before. But as a result of me being so scandalously exposed (haha, not), I was hit on by a most unfortunate character. -__- He sought to impress me by pointing out that his full name is the name of a beer, and that he was drunk on Thanksgiving and nobody knew. So not impressed. He also told me (or told a guy that I was sitting with) that he had brought 'protection' in case it was 'that' kind of party. Yeah, okay. I'm not 'that' kind of girl.

Rock Forgiveness Record by Broken Social Scene. I really like it. It's the only Broken Social Scene album that I physically own. All of the rest, I just have the MP3s. As a result, I have listened to it through and through so many times. I love it. I can't pick a favourite right now.

Honesty Time: The cat's out of the bag.

So I told the person that I hated the girl they were hanging out with, and I even told him what she did. And what came out of my honesty?
"It's not true. You're being dumb. Your best friend(s) are full of s**t. I don't believe you. I'm not talking to you."

Thanks for that, really.
What a nice way to go into the Christmas break.

So I'm left here, blogging at 2 in the morning, pouring my emotions and anger out to all of the readers of this blog. (i.e. nobody) But if you are reading this, I sincerely want to thank you for your time, and apologize for the rantiness.

-Lauren