It's my party I can cry if I want to...

but, of course, there was no crying involved.
This weekend has gone kinda fast, but I liked it.
Friday, I went to the Football Game with Alexis and Brett. It was pretty boring because there were hardly any seniors. I felt too old. I don't really mind the fact that we were losing terribly, I just wish more of my friends were there.
Afterwords, me, Alexis, and Brett went to A Taste Of Italy and ate some stuff. The food there is so gooood. I had these sauteed vegetables, cuz i had already had dinner, and I didn't want to eat much. They were so yummy. We talked about people and life and homecoming and prom and graduation. There was this one waiter there who looked pretty hot, and Alexis agreed. But, after I looked at him again his face was not that appealing, and yeah. But hey, maybe he had a good personality.
Hehe.
Then, Saturday, my party. Everyone came, we ate, we had presents we jumped, we badmintoned. We took pictures too, ya.

Am I being a bitch lately? Because for some reason I am becoming severely less tolerant of my friends and people in general. I don't know if it's just me, or if people are just getting stupider. I am so tired of the same old drama, I really don't want to hear about how fucked up you were the other night, I don't care for your stories about cheating and lying to get ur way. Give me someone who isn't so caught up in themselves to see all the amazing things around them. And I know, I get caught up in myself too. I worry sometimes about that.
And I can't tell if people don't know how to see from another person's perspective, or if they are just unwilling.
Being weak is not an excuse.
Being afraid is just an excuse.
And maybe I would tell people this specifically, but chances are they would take it offensively, and that too, would become drama.
But, when you are so worried about yourself all you can think about is how the world is affecting you.

Shut the fuck up with all the fucking drama.
Get a life.
Stop talking about everyone else's.
Nobody really cares enough to hear your stupid stories twelve times.
Something I have learned from experience.

I really dig this whole honesty thing.