last night.

Last night was different. I actually had quite a good time. I loved dancing all night for once and seeing all my friends I hadn't seen in a long time. I didn't really wear green but my spirit was still there. At the end of the night we got stranded for a couple hours, which sucked, but it made for a good adventure. We cuddled outside because it was cold and we attempted to walk home. That obviously didn't last long because we finally got a hold of a cab. $25 dollars later was definitely worth it. I made it home by 5am but I didn't mind, I would have stayed up until then anyways! I wish I was more into partying sometimes, but it never feels worth it to me. I hardly even drink anymore. I rather have a way to and from a bar, then getting wasted and something going wrong or not making it home. Drinking doesn't appeal to me, neither does the feeling of being drunk. Once I get there, I always want it gone. I am turning into an old lady sooner then I thought...