so, last night chris and i went to his friend jay's house. he was having a party, and there were a bunch of people there. i met this girl named stephanie, and she's pretty cool. chris mixed me a few drinks, and before i knew it i was drunk off my ass, and eventually threw up cause i hadn't eaten anything all day. rawr. i was annoying him though, because i was talking too much. i actually started crying, because of all this stuff that's going on right now that i'd rather not get into at the moment. but i stayed there last night, and me and chris had to make a bed out of beanbag chairs and such. i'm really tired. we went to my house around noon, and we had a shower and then slept until five. now we're watching tv, and i'm bored, and ross and chris are apparently drinking, but chris doesn't know if he really wants to. he has to work tomorrow, and i'm going to pack up everything in my room and move my bed out of my closet and put the doors back on it. yeah. somehow my window got broken, and it has this huge crack in it. oh well, shit happens. hey nat, if you read this, don't forget my stuff on monday, okay? you have my striped pants, black skirt, pink tights, sweater, doors shirt, socks, necklace, straigtener, and my pooh bear hat. please don't forget, and get my pants back from laura henderson. thanks. anyways, the boys are watching tv, and i'm getting a little cold without my blanket. take care world, keep hanging in there. the one, the only, laura michelle*