95% of the time, I'd rather be at Best Friend's house or Boyfriend's house than anywhere else. I don't mind going out and partying with my friends, I just don't particularly enjoy it as much as everyone else seems to.
I like the laughter. I like the giggliness and the silliness and a lot of the memories that are made, but most of the time (at least for me) the crash isn't worth it. I stare at my ceiling at 2:35 in the morning and wonder if it was really worth it: going out, being around my drunk friends, driving people home, stressed out about people being sick... And this is how it always goes.
I do not have the partying personality. Give me a night in with my girlfriends any day. Give me a nice dinner with my significant other.
Nine times out of ten, I'd so much rather do those things than go out and drink until I'm awake too late.
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