in which angela is actually sober

Fun weekend. Small dorm party Friday, in which I made a new favorite friend and a drunk fool out of myself at the same time. Go me!

Saturday, i volunteered to designated drive. In the presence of many fine liquors and a full bottle of delicious 10 cane rum, I abstained. I just pushed everything that I would drink on my friends. Marshmal got so drunk, she accidentally went into someone else's dorm room. Poor girl.

I miss Sam. She hasn't called me, or contacted me past random two sentence IMs since I've been home. It kind of blows.

I hate that the only time I actually call Eric is when I'm drunk. When I'm sober, I'm too afraid of being annoying. And when I'm drunk I'm actually retardedly annoying. Go Angela!

The truth is, I like him a lot. No games necessary, stupid buttfaces making me think that they are.

Justin Timberlake on Friday and Eric on Saturday! Next weekend will rock. I just need to make it through this week of classes/work. Rock.