above: me emerging from the pool decorated with a smirk and a black eye.
i went to a pool party last night at my friend gabby’s house. my mother wouldn’t let us drink in the house (for some arbitrary reason she’s made the distinction between wine and every other form of alcohol, the former being tolerable and the latter being the nectar of hades) so we picked up our coca cola and vodka and headed out to my backyard.
yodit met us there, and mithunan showed up a while later and after a couple of drinks we were ready to go. my brother drove us and the ride was fun. we were blasting music and pouring drinks (none for my brother, of course) and having a grand old time. i’m glad my brother was able to focus on the road with our hands in his face and me yelling into his ear. i’m kind of surprised we didn’t all die.
we picked up johann in the darkest cul de sac i’ve ever had to roam and our little gang was complete. we headed over to the party and i said hello to a few people before pouring myself another drink and leading our little group to the restroom.
i did my business and talked to some lonely-looking girl while waiting for my friends. she gave me a temporary geisha tramp stamp and i saw this as a good omen.
and then johann brought out his weed and we got high in the backyard. i took two hits and then remembered mixing weed and alcohol only very rarely ends well with me. he gestured at me to take another hit and i shook my head, telling myself ‘enough.’
and then i wandered away and was persuaded by a couple of friends to strip down to my underwear and jump into the pool, which felt amazing.
i spent the majority of the rest of the night in that pool. people kept introducing themselves and i kept forgetting who they were and swimming away. i just wanted to soak in the water, feel the cool against my skin. and drink.
whenever i was out of the pool i felt kind of slutty standing in my underwear in the open air, and more and more people kept arriving at the party. such a wonderful first impression to make on complete strangers, but after a very short time i kind of forgot to care.
the rest of the night was filled with swimming and drinking and smoking and chatting but i mostly kept to elaha and myself. i wasn’t really interested in anyone else. i guess nobody stuck out to me that night, but that was probably because i was fully out of it. however, i do remember a trampoline and having a ton of fun jumping on it.
by the time we left, elaha had been in the pool and she was freezing once she got out of it so i kind of stole a towel to wrap around her and we brought this towel to alexis’ house, where we slept.
the futon was nice, and we recapped the hilarity of the night before we drifted to sleep.
we woke up this morning, lazed about a bit and then i realized i had to find a way to church. we had to cross a ravine because all the bridges were out. the wilderness has nothing on us.
i found out who the towel belongs to and tried to contact him but he hasn’t gotten back to me. i’m taking this apparent indifference as permission to set the towel on fire, which may not make too much sense but everything’s better on fire, right?
i went to mirabelle’s birthday dinner tonight, which was a wonderful time even though the service wasn’t the best. we had to wait for everything. EVERYTHING. and paying the bill was a huge, messy ordeal.
i’m supposed to go to the beach tomorrow. my mother thinks i should rest because of my black eye, but i’m leaving the city in a couple of days. i don’t have time to rest. i have to say goodbyes. again.