On a silver platter…

Dar Diary;

I’m mad at myself. I’m bummer out. My life sucks.

I was invited to Jess’ place tonight cause she was having a board game party. A BOARD GAME PARTY! A fucking board game party… It’s like my dream to have friends who have nights like this. I miss camp people so much because this is what they are like..

Anyway, it was also my grandparents anniversary dinner, which didn’t end until 8pm or so..

I would have gone to the party… I wanted SO BAD to go to this party.

But I didn’t.

It’s an hour drive or more there- in the dark and then I have to drive home again.. I’d have been 2 hours late… who knows how long they were going to play for. My car is SHIT and I don’t trust it to drive there…

So I decided not to go and then cried all the way home from dinner because I’m a loser.

All my life I’ve complained that I don’t have a group of friends like this who get together and play games and hang out.. and suddenly- here’s my chance! … but I don’t go.

I. Am. A. Loser.