I'm listening to songs from the Wiz. Can you /feel a/ Brand New Day??
Depending on who you were the party was either fun, or funny. or painful (LOL as i snicker). So sad was it that i spent half the time hiding in the kitchen. In the least, I was amused.
That must have been amoung the worst parties I have ever attended. I dont think party planning is anywhere in my future. People came sat down and then left. I think the fact that i looked scared everytime someone walked in should have said something. At some point I managed to get everyone out of the party only to be joined by a second wave of people.Dammit(why did they have to come?). Then i went in my room and talked on the phone while i forced the party guests to ackwardly mingle with each other.
(why do i find that so funny? I'm sure they werent laughing)
I was so happy when it was over(11pm).
I'm so glad my sister was at the party, I laughed until tears were coming out my eyes. I think if she wasnt there i would have cried for real. Her and Moya tried their best to help, theyre so great.
My tv strike is over- i finally got to watch project runway. I didnt watch the superbowl-im guessing that seattle didnt win, (my seattle born roommate seemed extra depressed).
But life goes on/and so do we/
my next party will be a barbque in the middle of the day. I think the people who suffered through my party will be scared to come.
LOL.
i'm so terrible.
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try 1 am . . .
when my (ex-)gf gave me the sweetest surprise party and invited my wonderful, sweet, delicious friends, i hid in the corner with my hands over my eyes for the first 30 minutes saying, "i can't believe y'all did this for me..." (and other nonsense). people had to remind me every so often that they loved me and they were there for me.
once i got over myself, i let it go and joined in the waterballon fight. after all my drama, i had a great time.
in other words, i feel you. hope you had a great time since that's what counts. blessings...
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