Another Lonely Friday Nite...

well...here i am...alone...just like every other friday nite. i swear, ever since i moved here, i've spent almost every single weekend alone. that's what happens when you're in college and you're not into underage drinking (or any drinking for that matter), but everyone around you is. yeah, it gets annoying, but it's not my place to run everyone else's lives, so i don't. i let them do whatever the fuck they want and say 'call me when you're not getting hammered. then i'll hang.' the thing that i miss about st. louis is that if i didn't want to go to a party where everyone underage was drinking, i had people to hang with cuz none of my friends did that shit. but out here, EVERYONE fuckin' drinks! and so i'm left as the last man standing at the alamo, so to speak, and am left alone at home. i'm not saying that my friends here do this on purpose to hurt me, cuz i know that's not the case. my friends love me and i love them back. it's just hard for me to be left to entertain myself every weekend, 2000 miles away from friends i've known for 7 years and my family in a 2-bedroom, 2-bath apartment in fuckin' california. my laptop and dvds can entertain me only for so long. then i want some human contact. and it gets to a point where i can't call any of my other friends cuz they're AT LEAST 2 hours ahead of me, so when i'm in the mood to talk, they're all going to bed. and that's a pain in the ass. maybe one of these days i'll have a boyfriend who doesn't want to go and get drunk every weekend and he and i will just hang out either here at my apartment or go to hollywood or something. hey, a girl can dream can't she?

-Jessy James

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