_Nat (nattalie_m) wrote,

The party

I went to the party last night. It means I was forced to be social... I hate it. There were a lot of people who I barely know, I am the newest, so I stayed in a corner thinking how bad I wanted to be at home. Some women came to me and made me join their conversation, and they offered me to sit with them. I have to say they were very kind and nice people, but I got bored fast. 
The food they served were pizza and empanadas. I had 2 of each, I liked it. What I do not like is how bad that kind of food makes me feel now: fat, slow, awful!! 24 hours late I still feel  in this way. I definitely do not want to eat flour.
The music was good until they played shitty music to people could dance. At this point I was happy it was time to my taxy come to pick me, but the fuckers didn't come. I called them to claim and they say the driver could not find the adress. They promised me to send another taxy but 45 minutes late I was still waiting for it. I had to call another taxy...
It was cold and I was very tired. I got home at 1.30 am and I went to bed at 2 am. This morning I don't know how I did to get up. I was so sleepy  when I went to work that I let my phone at home... actually it was good, I had not to reply whatsapp messages :D
Tags: party, social life
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