Last night a couple of my friends and I decided to celebrate my birthday once more. We went to melting pot and ate some chocolate fondue. It was good but too sweet for me. I drank about 3 glasses of water to cut down the sweetness. Then we went to a nearby bar and we literally went around the building looking for the entrance. We parked right near the entrance but for some reason we missed the gigantic door. I guess we were too busy talking that we weren't paying attention. Or maybe we were distracted by the lamest pick up line. This guy was driving by and yelled 'ay bay bay' at us. We pretty much just walked away and laughed while he kept trying to get our attention. Seriously, are we still in high school? Think before opening your mouth.
Then we were off to a house party for my friend Bailey's 22nd birthday. At first I didn't want to go to the party because I don't know that many people there and I was with my friend Angela and she doesn't know anyone there. I didn't want her to feel awkward with a bunch of strangers. When I walked in, a lot of people looked familiar. I've met a lot of them at least once but I just didn't know their names which was funny because they knew my name. But last night, lots of juicy gossip was being spread around about Andrew, the last guy I dated. That punk ass is a little bitch. He's so whooped that it's amusing to us. He's such a gold digger that he doesn't realize that he's sacrificing his manhood for money. But I guess that works both ways. When women are gold diggers, they do whatever it takes to keep the man happy in order to get whatever she wants. Where are all the decent people in the world nowadays?
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