New Year's party was cool. Good food and good music. LOTS of dancing lol. Sam's roommate Annie is quite the party girl. Her energy is boundless and endless. Wherever she went, she was bumpin' and groovin'. Phew. I don't think many people can keep up with her. She told me when I finally turn 21 (In a month or so.), she's gonna take me out to go clubbin'. Get me some night in my life. Totally fine with that, ain't nothing like a good time lol, especially for my 21st b-day. I had already planned to do that anyway but had no idea who to go with. Now I know. FYI, she is much, much older than me and is a single mom so don't get any funny ideas.
Tommy got super wasted and fell on his ass a couple times. Took an eternity just to get him to the car which was parked quite a ways. He even dropped onto the pavement and nearly fell asleep. Halfway home, he started throwing up. As usual, it went all over his jacket and my passenger seat. I'm glad it didn't stink like it normally does :\. We get home but he's still not sobered up so I let him sit there for a good half-hour. He blows a few more chunks and mumbles gibberish until he finally gets up and I help him to his room to lay him on his bed. Took his dirty jacket, scrubbed it clean, rinsed it and let it soak in water. Sigh. This is one of the reasons why I choose not to drink. Nonetheless, as much as he is an ass sometimes, he's still family and no one loves you more than family. I'm also pretty glad he didn't barf all over me D:
Now THAT would have been inexcusable.
LOL. Just kidding.
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