All guys suck.
They should die.

Stupid POS bastards.

Here's the thing.

I love Paul so much. Immensely. When I talk to him, he just makes my heart skip millions of beats and I feel so connected to him. I feel as if all this time being a couple, we've merged into one person. He knows when I'm mad, he knows when something's wrong. And we're opening up to each other.

If he was here, though, I wouldn't be getting hickeys from other guys.

THE END.

Too much fun...?

O.M.G.

I got home after the party and checked out my reflection in the mirror. I had a hickey. So I went to go get a drink downstairs, cause I didn't think anybody would be there. I was wrong. My aunt, dad and grandma were there so I covered my neck and got my drink. As I was leaving, my aunt grabbed my arm, smiled, and rubbed her neck, in the same place my hickey was. I wanted to die.

So I ran upstairs, put some foundation on it, and I think it's gonna be good now.

How long does it take for a hickey to go away?

I guess other than that, the party was fun. We watched a movie about a girl stripping. It was... odd and uncomfortable. So then I went upstairs and Pudding was like 'No, no, nobody can go upstairs'. I wanted to hit him. So I ate popcorn and drank my Pepsi, thank you very much. I did not care for the Heinekein, even when Maros put it near my mouth. I thought it smelled terribly.

Then in the car, my mom went to drop Maros off. And {just to piss my mom off}, I put on 'Lying is the Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking her Clothes Off'. LMAO. Haha, that was priceless.

Mistake

I think I made a huge mistake.

And my own best friend doesn't believe me.

CUTIE

 I met a hot guy at that party last night.

He was so cute.

He's 17, so it's better than Paul at least. But still, he's so adorable.

And he picked me up.

I was like wriggling around cause he had his arms around my bum.

I really want to go to Maros' party in a month. I think his parents are gonna be out so I wanna get wasted and crap. Like for yesterday's party, we couldn't even get wasted cause the guys drank the bottle. And then Austin found the bottle and brought it to his mom and Pudding covered for us. And if I'm not wasted, I don't dance. So hip guy started dancing with me and I was like 'Nuh-uh, I'm not doing THAT completely sober.'

Hahaahahaha.

I have the biggest headache in the world from the smell of the alcohol and the music though. And the guys.

Haha, Pudding proposed to me at the end of the party and one of the guys yelled 'NOT A CHANCE IN HELL, MAN!' LOL. It was cute though. :)