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Jun. 24th, 2007 01:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wellownedbkupso, to clarify my earlier text post:
one of my russian friends graduated from high school in may and had her graduation party today.
it was cool, y'know? uh... good food, techno music (well, russian music, but it all felt like techno), cool people (i love her brother, and her cousins... they make me giggle)...
but... dammit. i mean, i was ... i looked hot, i felt miserable. i didn't dance the whole time because i felt so utterly disgusting. misery from that usual... feeling. and nisan (one of her cousins who acts like some kind of rock star and dresses like it too...) was all sweet and stuff and complimented me on my outfit from last week, saying that i've got good taste and dress hotter than him hahah... (dude, he looked totally eurotrash with his tie on the inside like a cravat and just bright colors and...) and i just... it made me feel really good and really horrible at the same time. cause all i wanted to do was go home. for once, i felt just utterly shitty at a party. this is like the second time i've only danced for a song or two at a party. and the other time was only because the dance floor was about 10 feet by 10 feet and you had like 19 million people trying to dance.
i dunno. i just felt a little miserable today. even cute russian dudes didn't make me happier.
one of my russian friends graduated from high school in may and had her graduation party today.
it was cool, y'know? uh... good food, techno music (well, russian music, but it all felt like techno), cool people (i love her brother, and her cousins... they make me giggle)...
but... dammit. i mean, i was ... i looked hot, i felt miserable. i didn't dance the whole time because i felt so utterly disgusting. misery from that usual... feeling. and nisan (one of her cousins who acts like some kind of rock star and dresses like it too...) was all sweet and stuff and complimented me on my outfit from last week, saying that i've got good taste and dress hotter than him hahah... (dude, he looked totally eurotrash with his tie on the inside like a cravat and just bright colors and...) and i just... it made me feel really good and really horrible at the same time. cause all i wanted to do was go home. for once, i felt just utterly shitty at a party. this is like the second time i've only danced for a song or two at a party. and the other time was only because the dance floor was about 10 feet by 10 feet and you had like 19 million people trying to dance.
i dunno. i just felt a little miserable today. even cute russian dudes didn't make me happier.
