For some reason, I find New Year's Eve entirely too depressing. Maybe it's the fact that this is the only holiday I'm not out celebrating. My mother has refused and has banished me to a lonely night at home because " it's the most unsafe night of the year". Which, I will say, it is - I'll grant her that. But if I am two blocks away at Katie's have a movie marathon..? Dear God! I hope I shant get shot, because we all know what a rough neighborhood this is. Urgh, this is bullshit. I'm being reduced from my usual partying ways to this dull, drum house and talking to Gina's stalkerish boy toy, Josh.
Well, anyhoo I'm on the phone with Katie and she's over at Eric's where I'm not. Well
Listening : Home Grown - Sixteen