The Eyes Of A Spectator

I didn't do much. I walked with my friend Jenna to Anthony's house, from there we pretty much stayed in the house the entire day and did nothing. Almost nothing. We just talked about people, gossiped, shared ideas and whatever, listened to music.

Then more friends came over, and then more, and more, and eventually it became a crowd of about 10 people.

We all started playing Truth or Dare with, and some very interesting truths and some very interesting dares. I won't share anything else, because we all made like a mutual understanding of a promise of how nothing would escape the room.

So it's just memories! Sorry guys, if you want to find out, ask them yourselves.

I was also the only non-single one out of all of my friends, which both saddened me, and made me happy. I think my friends deserve a lot of love, and I got kind of sad for that. But I'm also happy I have someone for myself, whom I deeply care about.

Towards the very end of the night, we all played Scattegories, which is a pretty fun game if you have a lot of people like we did. It tends to get very loud though, that means Anthony yelling a lot.

He might be one of the loudest people I've ever heard.

Then that's when the night ended. Now I'm having oatmeal and I love it.

Supposedly I'm teaching Jenna how to parkour later today.