Halloween...sorta!
Last night all the cool people went to the big grade 12 party,
but as for the rest of us, we were all split up between "the schoolhouse",
Kellie-Jean's, and my very own gathering! Kellie's sounded like
a crazy place over the phone, but other than dancing to the Dixie
Chicks, I really don't know what went on there. I do know, however, what went on at my place.
Not much. But....we managed to have fun. Becky stole a pumpkin, and we attempted to carve it,
but instead resorted to throwing pumpkin shit at each other.
Andrew Stevens was nice enough to steal a fork from my house, and between Matt and Welsford,
all the food was stolen too. The next day I spent my time cleaning the pumpkin shit off my deck,
vacuuming up food that Ben was throwing at people, and explaining to my mom where all her tupperwear went.
Oh well, a party's a party...even if it is a "get together". But I've learned from this experience.First
of all, I've learned never to lend my lighter to anyone again, second of all, I've learned that horror movies arn't scary when you're drunk,
third of all, that cigarettes apparently increase one's drunkeness, and lastly, there is a pumpkin at the end of my road right now that I will see
when I drive by next....Becky, you suck!
Saterday October 30, 1999
