a few days late, and too short to compare to zac's but:
what i liked about the party was that there was a plethora of both good people and alcohol. corona, daquiris... it was all good. definite thanks to paul for the daquiris, they were excellent. it seemed like a party out of a teen movie, like with all the people (almost 40), the smoking outside, the hooking up, the random people there, the crowded kitchen, the scare (albeit uneventful) of the cops, the throwing up in the bathroom, the passing out. it was almost too much like a movie. i had expected a nice post, like usual, on the party, but forgot that our friend sam spent most of the night passed out in the best place possible: the couch. people were kind of sitting on him while they watched tv and whatnot. iguess people were watching american pie, which struck me as mildly ironic (not ironious, alright?). trying to think of what to say... nothing too spectacular happened to me, and what happened to other people, they probably already told you in their blogs. in any case, it falls into the category of good parties; the ones where no one got too sick, no one cried too much, no one got hurt, and everyone had a good time. lets keep it up.
oh yeah. what i don't like about parties. lying to my parents. i mean i know that i can do it, i'm a good liar, but really it's annoying and kind of weird. i wish i could tell them the truth about whatever, but we all know that things would change. so for the mean time, it's basic lying...
