Party Out Of Bound

This party is so lame. I can't believe Sheila begged me to be her wing woman. Sometimes I wonder what she'd do without me around. She'd probably find some other fat girl to follow her around and agree with everything she says. I bet she can't stand being alone. In fact, I know she can't. She's always going on and on about all the guys that talk to her, but she never asks about my life.Why do I put up with it? I suppose it's because I'm a masochist. Instead of standing here like a statue, maybe I should just dump this cup over her fucking head. What the hell is that guy looking at?


That girl looks really uncomfortable. I suppose it doesn't help that she's wearing a sweatshirt with a kitten on it. Maybe she's being ironic. I doubt it. Everyone else in this pretentious place is flaunting their idiotic-ness. God, I really hope Jim doesn't come here tonight. I can't handle seeing him with his new boyfriend. It's too soon. I guess it's my fault for falling for his shit. Everyone warned me. I suppose I should be wearing something ironic. It would fit the crime. What the fuck!


Oh my god! I can't believe I just spilled my drink on that guy. He looks pretty pissed. Maybe I should tell him what mama used to say about shit sticking to the bottom of a bum boot. I'm guessing he probably wouldn't understand it. Oh wow, look at Ricky. He's looking so damn good tonight. I wonder if anyone told him about me being a virgin. Oh well, can't sweat the small stuff. I guess I'd do it with him tonight if he was into it. I think I have more anxiety about what the guys thinking more than the so called pain in my peeper. I mean, girls all over the world are swiping their v-cards all the time. Some even younger than me. Thank god, I didn't...oh no. Here he comes.


Man I'm so shit faced. Is that girl with the pig tails staring at me? I think Julio said her name was Debby. I guess I don't have to say anything. Sounds like she's a talker. I don't know if I'm fucked up enough to sit here and listen to this bitch. I hate southern accents. Maybe she'll pick up that I'm not in to it and bounce. Okay, okay, smile and stop being a dick. She does have pretty decent legs. Oh shit! Is that Sheila over by the fat bitch? Man she's looking tasty. I gotta break away from this ho and hit her up. It's not a bad idea having a back up though. I'll get Debby's digits and figure it out later.


Is Ricky getting Daisy Dukes number? What a slut! Bigger and better things. I bet Rob's dick is bigger than his anyway. Jesus Christ, Jessica is bringing me down. Look at her, with her sad plastic cup of soda and her stained kitten sweatshirt. I really don't know why I throw pity to her. She's as useful as Atkins.  Still, maybe if I gave her a "She's All That" make over, she'll transform into someone fuckable. All I want is the Thelma to my Louise. Maybe without all the violence but damn did those two have fun. I'm better off hitting up Daisy Duke for some fun. Maybe then I could have Ricky before she does. She looks like she's used to having sloppy seconds any way. Man this party sucks.