I'm drunk. Yes, I'm twenty and this is the first time I'm drunk and please judge me because I will be extremely pleased by that. Naht. Being drunk is not as good as I thought it would be. People say you don't remember anything and you just wanna do really crazy things but I simply have a distorted vision right now. Well, maybe I'm not drunk enough.
Anyways, I'm at a party at Jordan's, who is one of my best friends. There were about 30 people, which is a little, for you non-party-ers. The party was going pretty wellbut things were starting to get a bit boring. The karaoke session was over and people are now starting to get drunk and dancing. This is a nice sign for some people but dancing is just not my type of thing.
I quickly gulped down another glass of vodka someone has misplaced on the table, the burning liquid warming my throat. A spurt of energy coarsed through my veins and at that exact moment Jordan popped up with a Ouija board.
Isn't half of the Hollywood horror movies based on Ouija boards? Oh whale, I don't care. I'm drunk and therefore I must do cray-cray things that I'll probably regret later. Yep.
I'm so gonna regret this.
