After a successful day of shopping with Sandra and Brenda, I was definitely ready to party.
I have decided.
Sandra is my new best friend.
And I could really use one.
I mean, I'm still pretty upset at Chanel,
and could use a shoulder to lean on.
I entered the house party,
and I couldn't hear myself think.
The music was blasting, and people were dancing.
I wandered around in search of a bar.
All there was, was a blue & white cooler,
filled with bud-light.
"Ew!" I said to no one in particular.
"What do ya want miss? Champagne? Wine?" Said this guy to me sarcastically. He high-fived his friend.
I stood up, brushed my skirt off,
and stared the guy right in the eye.
I narrowed my eyes, and didn't break the glaze.
"I'll take a glass of champagne. Or is there nothing else in this sh.it-hole?" I smirked and walked away.
I hate house-parties.
I found Sandra, and Brenda sitting on a couch talking.
"Darlings!" I yelled to them,
happy I actually found someone I liked.
They both air-kissed me, and sat back down.
I raised my eyebrows at them, and put my hand on my hip.
"Hello?" They scooted over to make me room.
"No. I mean, aren't you guys going to do something beside sitting on your ass.es?"
"Like what? Beer pong?" Asked Brenda confused.
"EW. Beer is for the people who can't afford Champagne. No, I mean like find a decent boy in this party." I searched around the room.
"Maybe" Said Sandra, also looking around the room.
"Whatever. I'm going to look for a decent guy around here. Ciao." I walked away from them in search for a guy.
After the party was finished,
I successfully received 10 numbers,
and danced with a bunch of guys.
I threw out all the numbers though,
I'm not desperate or anything!
Then, I managed to get Sandra,
AND Brenda to get off their ass.es
and dance with a couple guys.
Tonight was fun,
x's and oh's,