That is what we are...
Okay, wrong song.
Darcie_P probably hates me. We went to this "Islands in the Stream" collaboration event between HU's and GWU's CSAs (Caribbean Student's Organisations). It was supposed to be a dinner with live music and dancing. That's what the Facebook invie said. Firstly, I didn't know it was a Christmas dinner...or I wouldn't have gone. Secondly, even though it was, the parang made me feel warm and fuzzy feelings of home, regardless of how pagan it was (...what?). Anyway, apparently Basement Knokers was the entertainment provider, and they were hosting the 'after-party' as well as the 'party'. I didn't know there was an after-party.
Instead of staying, we went to get drinks (which was something impossible to do on the GWU campus) and I proceeded to get tipsy. Lamiepooh is really nice, even though she is the shallowest person on planet earth, as I've recently discovered. But...She has a kind heart, which is more than I can say for myself. I hope I'm my own worst critic. Anyway, I got home, and she went with me (after she got ready for bed) to get food, cause I was starving on account of my tipsyness. That's not why I think she's nice though, there are more, less selfish, reasons.
Anyway, this was supposed to be an apology to P, since she thought it would be something nice, and I'm sure it ended up being something that she hated. I'm sorry for real.
I got to go...eyes closing. I hope I can wake up when Rasta calls me...he hasn't yet. He told me to call him when I got back...which I did. I don't think he could tell that I was tipsy.