Just got home from bowling camp. Was as good as last year. Teeming with buffoonery , the program led us to countless hours of mirth. The late night alcohol laid the icing on the cake. Getting home , i sat in front of my homework grudgingly.
My mind blocked by party stress. 'What if the party screws up...what if no-one turns up..' Just two days ago , Ashley had a dream. He dreamt that no one came to our party. The fear on his face when he described the dream was nothing but hilarious. He said that on that night there was a party at rouge and no one wanted to come for ours. We simply sat outside induz3 in our boxers and....oh well you get the idea...but yeah..it scares ths shit outta me. Don't think i'll be able to sleep tonight. -_-
Quote:" stressssssssssssssssssss"
