I had a good weekend, for once. I got drunk [see last post], was extremely hung over, went to a friend's house, watched garden state, smoked some pot, hooked up with her neighbors friend through the window at like 3 AM. how cliche is that for wild teenagers? *shrug* I dont' even remember the face of the guy I made out with. It just made me realize that I don't really want a boyfriend, I just want someone to fool around with, and don't have to worry about getting emotionally attatched. Cause we all know what happened the last time I got emotionally attatched. *shudder*