strangers are friends too

strangerrss...but not reaalllyy.. that's how i always feel whenever i go to functions that sid* my roomie is involved in. She hangs out with this group of people every so often but its the same group of people that hang out with the same groups of people everytime...and i've met them all several times, but not really...so its always really awk. cause i know you but i don't know you. i remeber your name, but do you remember mine? its always weird cause what do i do?....say hi like i'm excited or pretend that we've never met? i compromise instead and look really excited by opening my eyes really wide but not actually saying hi...if they don't make eye contact, it means they're avoiding knowing me...and if they do make eye contact, that means its okay to say hey. either way i end up looking psycho crazy with my eyes like that.

ssoooo Z* and i went out to the parades together, as usuall....but she brought em* along with her who we used to work with and lives in virginia. she's cool and all, but she was in such a grumpy mood all day i feel. we parked far away and had to walk really far, but i mean, that's expected...anywhere we parked would be far unless we got there at like 6 in the morning. but the whole time we were walking she was kind of complaining...and then later that night after the parade had ended all her (and z's) friends were downtown partying but i HATE downtown and i'm not really friends with all those other people? i wanted to go to this other party that i thought we were going to go to but we started walking down town anyway...my friend kp* said she would pick me up but i had to walk towards her away from traffic and em* didn't want to walk anymore and duyen didn't want me to walk alone though...i knew em would get mad so i told her to just let me walk alone even though i felt kind of uncomfortable walking alone....soooooo long story short, em whined and i ended up walking alone which was REALLLYY scary esp in downtown new orleans.

thank GOD kp picked me up. so we went to the party which was mediocre and i saw burt* there and bitched him out because he promised he'd pick me and z up when really he was LYING and just said that but had no intention of picking us up...i straight up bitched him out. i wish i had a bat to hit him with or a knife to cut him. i want to kill him. why didn't he just tell us he wasn't picking us up? we wouldn't have wasted so much time waiting for him. what a DOUCHEBAG. hey btw do you like how i keep cdapitalizing key words? i like it.

ssooo yeah everytimei write a blog i try to think of something funny to say but it just never happens...why am i so humorless when i'm drunk? itslike...i hav nothing funny to say.

oh my gosh, but just a worldly obsv....this world is SO small. everyone f-ing knows each other. just gotta say that. p.s. frat boy xyz pissed me off and i think i was a bitch to him. but i feel like that's a common theme. i was verryyy judgmental tonight. contrary to popular belief though i had a good time.

lllooovvvee yaaaa

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