Dobster BrainChild

17 years of being a stranger. Don't stare too hard or too long.

Wasted youth

Last Saturday night I had a party. Almost everyone I invited showed up, except for a certain girl whose name I won’t mention (Julia).
For my first party, it was pretty fun.
I cleaned out my cabana and cleared off the bar, and by the time people began to show up, it already looked nice. Before that, I had had a very shady money hand off to my friends which involved me flashing this chick my cell in response to “do you have a phone?, in such a manner that made it feel like I had a gun.
Things went well and they came back with mainly vodka and some rum and cinnamon schnapps, which are disgusting.
I did not strip this time, but someone else did. He is an idiot by the name of Dildog Maznicki (not his real name). I hold to the opinion that he’ll be a male stripper in the future, but for some reason he doesn’t believe me. I danced a lot and so did other peoples, and I spent a grand amount of cash on it, but you know, it was worth it.

My boyfriend didn’t come, but that’s just because he’s a poop, but that’s okay, because so am I at times. I was pissed at him for a while, I still am, but I sorta forgave him for somethings, so it’s gotten a bit better.

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I’ve been writing sonnets and crying over a concert I don’t get to go to tonight :(

REALLY late post

So. Last Friday was my senior prom and I looked fucking great. Fuck modesty. Got mah hair did and got mah nails did and mah dress was fucking wonderful. I danced for a good portion of the night and then went over this kid’s house and almost passed out on his carpet (I was sober, just tired as fuck). Then that Saturday into the next morning I went to a bonfire and had my first four loco, my first smoke (cigarette), and some vodka. Am I a good person? Yes. I also ended up party trick kissing a good amount of people, which is when you put you thumbs over the person’s mouth and kiss your thumbs. It was a pretty good night. I spent a good half of it shirtless, but what gets me is when I told my sister that I was shirtless, she was just like “Your body is a temple and it should only be shown to the person your in a relationship with, or else its disrespectful”.

It’s my body. If I feel I have the right to show it, then I will. I was comfortable with who I was with and confident that they wouldn’t judge me. I love my body and wanted to take my shirt off. I wasn’t drunkenly stripping and slopping over people; I just took it off, and that was that. My body is mine, and it doesn’t belong to anyone else. It also shouldn’t be sexualized by anyone. The only time it should be seen as sexual is when I want it to be, and Saturday wasn’t one of those times. It seems my sister is the only one who didn’t get the memo.

Also, my boyfriend is pissed at me for drinking. That’s not what’s annoying. What’s annoying is the passive aggressive manner in which he is angry at me. And I’m pissed at him, but that’s not something I should blog about. I’ll just end up with an even longer rant than this one.