I went, I conquered, I returned

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This is basically a review.

After nearly 2 weeks of insane anxiety over my friend's party, I went, and now I don't know why I was so worried. It wasn't too bad. I got bored as hell towards the end though, thus why I came home and didn't stay over-night. Also its a pain in the neck being tired and stressed the whole of the next day due to lack of sleep.

I had two ciders which sort of helped me to relax, and I managed to have minor conversation with people who I'd never met before. I spent most of it upstairs playing the Xbox and watching funny YouTube videos with one of my friends who is also not that sociable.

One of my friends was very, very smashed or high or whatever, to the point of being quite annoying, coming out with all sorts of crap and hugging me . There were 3 girls there, who I didn't really speak to at all, but thats just something I have never accomplished, having a conversation with a girl. One day... one day...

There were around 18 people there, but my friend's house is very big so there was a lot of space. There was loud music in the background, of genres I hate of course but there wasn't people full-on raving, just sitting around the house, others off somewhere smoking the wacky weed .

In conclusion, it was alright, but still it'll never be my thing. Whether it was necessary posting this I don't know. Just to let ya'll know how I got on. I would give the party a 6/10.

Also I sort of snuck out and got picked up by my mum without anybody really knowing; a lot of them were drunk. Probably a bit rude of me .

Update: You know, I was wondering whether I should have actually stayed longer, but after seeing the facebook photos of people being drawn on while sleeping, one guy with his head over a toilet after way too many, and other crazy tomfoolery, I'm glad I came home when I did .

Sounds like you left at a good time. Congratulations for surviving the experience!

Sounds like a good time. Don`t worry, if they were drunk they probably won`t remember. And if they were drunk enough, you could always tell them you said goodbye and that they were too sloshed to notice