saturday night. nothing to do. last night was so much fun. i drank a lot, which always makes for an interesting night. the guy i got with on my birthday was at the party. got with him again when he took me home. he's such a nice guy. we talked for awhile and it was really nice. he talked about his family (although i don't remember the details cuz i was really drunk). i like him a lot and i hope it works out. he told me that he wants to take me to the movies so he better actually follow through and call me. 2 other guys also wanted to get with me last night but i wasn't even tempted cuz i like **** so much. my friends ex boyfriend who i kinda have a crush on wanted to get with me, but he settled for just kissing me on the cheek since that's all i would let him do. and this other guy that i always get with at parties was all cocky as usual. he's like you know u like me better than ****. i just laughed, i can't stand stupid conceited boys that think they're the shit. i'm so going to fall for ****. i adore him he's so sweet to me. but not overly nice that its annoying ya know. we made out for so long i woke up with chapped lips. i hate chapped lips they look all ugly. eh well life goes on.