Interested in Drama

On Thursday, I went out for dinner with my stepmom. She's a lovely woman, but lately she broke up with my father, with whom she's been for almost 15 years. I don't judge her for that, though it's very pitiful for my father. To remain contact, I see my stepmom once a month. We usually go to a play together, because she's just as interested in theatre as I am.

We went to Manna, a fancy restaurant with delicious meals. When I see my stepmom we always talk about my father. He's very lonely these days, and my stepmom feels bad for him so she wanted to know how he's doing. We sat at Manna's for almost three hours. Then we went to the theatre for a play, based on Freule Julie by Swedish author August Strindberg. I really enjoyed myself.

Afterwards, me and my friends went to a party. I decided not to drink too much, because I had to go to school the next morning. But of course I couldn't control myself and I ended up being rather tipsy. A friend of my kissed two different boys that evening, at least, she says so. A lot of my friends have trouble believing the things she says. So do I. She is insecure, and because of that she lies quite often. But if it is the truth, I hope those boys gave her the confidence she needed.

The next morning I was H-U-N-G-O-V-E-R. I'd have only 3 hours of sleep and almost 2 bottles of wine, By myself. And that was noticeable...

Lots of Love,

Silverweed