Kick Ass Party 8/17/2002
It's 11:33 pm; I got home about twenty minutes ago from Brittney's party. The party rocked the house!! The beginning of it was a little slow because none of the camp people were there yet, and I felt a bit out of place with Brittney's tight knit group of friends. They were friendly enough, but I felt like an outsider. They didn't mean to be malicious or snobby or anything but they were talking about inside jokes and people from school, so I just felt out of place.
Alexis came about three hours later, so we ended up gossiping for about an hour or so. I love that girl--too bad she goes to SUNY-Albany instead of Binghamton. She's a pre-med like me, so we could have been study buddies...but moving on.
J.P. and Matt, two counselors from upper camp, came while the cake was being served. They're really awesome guys; its too bad I never see them at camp since I'm in lower camp aka preschool. Neither are coming back next summer because of what's going on this summer with the lawsuit. Most counselors I'm friends with aren't coming back. It sucks pretty badly...
Anyway, J.P. is pre-med too, and kinda cute, but he's going to SUNY-Oneonta, but may be transferring to St. Johns University in Queens. When I told him I transferred to Binghamton, he said, "Yeah, your sister keeps telling me to transfer there." Listen to her dammit! I'll give you a personal tour...to my room hehehe. ::Smacks self in head:: Bad, bad Artist!
J.P., Brit, Alexis, Matt, Brit's cousin Lexi, and me all had a game of volleyball, but with a beach ball towards the end of the party. It was us three girls against the two guys and we still lost. Miserably. And the boys weren't even using their hands, which was the sad part...hehehe. Fun as hell though.
Funny Quotes of the Night:
(After Brit tells us that she has step-grandfathers)
Matt: You have step grandfathers?
Brit: Yeah, my grandma was easy, she got around.
Alexis: "It was pouring...you know, rain."
Matt: "You guys suck at volleyball."
Me: "Hey, you guys are more experienced then us."
Matt: "Artist. C'mon. We're not even using our hands."
J.P. (to me): "Heheh..you fucked UP huh?"
There were bunches more, but I'll write'em down later.
G'night.
Artist
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