Party Time

I actually made it to Marisa's birthday party last night! I was very proud of myself! I wore my sexy heels (tan, high, sandles, wood-look...SO hot)...skinny jeans (never thought I would be able to pull THAT look off!)...and a sheer tan-brown shirt that is low cut.  My look kind of fit in...even if I didn't really...I talked with a guy named Glen for the first part of the party...he is in a wheelchair, paralyzed from the waist down, with limited use of his arms.  He was VERY nice...lived in my neighborhood all my life, and even went to my highschool, but since we were a few years apart (he is older) I didn't know him growing up. Weird how you can live in  the same area as someone and never run into them in public.  I helped him with getting food/drinks. Then we headed into the other room to play Band Hero...I played bass guitar for a few songs and had a blast...wiggled around a little while other people played.  Had fun just hanging out.  Then there was some praying around the food and that's when things got awkward...I wasn't quite sure of what to do with myself after that.  I tried hanging out with Glen again, but I felt weird just sitting with him, because no one else was talking with us and I felt kind of left out, so I went to talk with Marisa and whoever else she was talking with (some really hot guy and another girl).  The guy was quiet and seemed completely uninterested in me but the girl was very friendly and of course I was included in the conversation with Marisa.  I ended up leaving the party about 9pm and that perfect timing...I was getting tired, even though most everyone was still having fun playing Band Hero in the other room.  I felt badly because I didn't see Glen leave, and I tried to find him to say good-bye.

All in all it was a great day!  Monday I deal with being sick again...for now I enjoy being HUMAN!  HOPE HOPE HOPE that feeling can last!