Wow.
Don’t even get me started about last night. I’ve never had a crazier night in my life.
So, I planned this party to celebrate me turning 18. Something worth celebrating, wouldn’t you think? I invited a few people. A few threads on ZIlvia. net, Socal-drift. com, Nicoclub. com and some invites on myspace... Maybe I’ll get a hundred people to show up; that would be pretty cool right?
Wrong.
I had a few drinks, and the backyard had a few people playing beer pong. I went inside to take care of some business, and I shit you not, I came back out like 5 minutes later and WHAT THE HELL, there is a sea of freaking people in my backyard, to the point where you cannot walk through it.
Who were all these people? I have no clue, but I suppose they wanted to celebrate with me. Or so they claimed. People were under the influence of drugs and alcohol, and fights broke out. I considered calling the cops..
...On my own party.
Well we finally sent everyone home, unless they were VIP (girls) and it was brought back to a reasonable number of people. Maybe around 100.
Then I met some lovely girls.. who’s phone numbers are now in my possession.