It’s only 11:30 and all I want to do is go to sleep. Johnny and his friends made me go out to see this band play at a bar. The band started at 9. I wanted to leave by 9:01. In fact, I wanted to leave when the band was still doing sound check. The music was loud and awful.
Of course, Johnny didn’t want to leave. And that’s fine. I don’t care. He can stay and party with his friends. So I just left. I figured Johnny and everyone were already drunk from pre-gaming (and I can’t drink since I’m pregnant) that they would stay and not even miss me. It’s awful being the only sober person in a bar.
But they didn’t stay. No. They followed me home. And now I’m locked in my bedroom while those three idiots smoke pot and play beer pong and make so much freaking noise I can’t sleep.
I especially can’t sleep because every 10 minutes Johnny knocks on my door and asks me to come out to talk to him. Then his friends all laugh because I won’t come out.
So I’m going to have to be a bitch. I’m going to have to go out there and yell at them all to leave. Here I go!!!!