11:52 p.m. - Wednesday, Jan. 29, 2003
The Party
So, I was feeling too shite about a bunch of stuff to make a proper entry about our slammin' party on friday night last time I updated. But now i'm cool.
Audrey and I had a 'last chance to rock it before school takes you down' party - and we so fucking did. Our friend Aram, who's like this persian prince and shit, and plays flamenco guitar, and is one suave and sophisticated mutherfucker, couldn't make it to the party because he had to go away for the week-end. He did however hand over a fistful of weed with which to better celebrate in his absence - and we so fucking did.
We packed the place. We made the apartment all red and blue lit, like an Amsterdam parlour, and smoked the whole scene up all night, and got terribly drunk. Practically everyone there was a poli. sci. major, so the place felt like an 18th century Parisian salon, haha, except way more tight. The convo was vaguely fabulous everywhere one went.
Our bedroom was where the Grand Theft Auto was. It was a chill spot. Someone spilled red wine on our duvet, but whatev, the games room was a nice touch.
So, the party was so much fun, I just kept the vibe going all through the week-end. I stayed high for like, 3 days straight. Then shit got serious, and I remembered i'm in school? Shit, yesterday was one of those days where I finished a book at midnight, slept until 4 am, then wrote a paper about the book until 9 am. I handed it in today at 5 pm. Yeah, it has begun.
Now i need to go to sleep and be normal. I have a 10:15 class tomorrow morning. The New German Cinema rocks. Later.
