Today's been a long day. I went to one party to the next, tired. I got to Hannah's party, already tired and wanted to sleep, but I felt like Hannah didn't really want me there. She would yell at me a lot and not the other people doing the same or similar things. I dont know if we're going to be friends anymore. We only have a few days left and we weren't great friends in the first place.
I'm so glad I didn't give her an invitation to my party. Some of my friends were there, but not enough. I felt like this wasn't my peeps, and the other people she invited didn't help the situation. Hannah was trying to be funny, but just felt annoying.
When I was trying to sleep they were blasting music and it was impossible to ever sleep. After awhile they finally stopped only to do tic tocs. After a bit more, I tried to sleep but the people were throwing the pillows and blankets at me for no reason. That's when it happened.
I cracked. Everyone was making fun of me, but I couldn't keep it in. I was yelling at Hannah, then I started to drown in tears. I was tired and I didn't want to really do anything. So I grabbed my stuff where I was at and moved to where my other stuff were and sat there, then laid. They were thinking I was texting my mom, but really I was just kinda telling Julie, who was at the party, about why I cracked.
My nose needed to be blown so badly I had to go into the bathroom to do so. I was in there for a good amount of time till they called me back out. Hannah was opening her presents and she just finished mine. Why couldn't she just wait to open it till I came out, but whatever.
After presents, everyone went to bed a hour or so before I had to leave, so I didn't really go to sleep. My mom got to the house and when I walked up the stairs no one was awake downstairs. Hannah didn't even know I left.
I was in the car when my mom asked me how the party went. I had two ways to do this, one, just tell her the truth of how the party went, or two, lie and tell her it went fine, like what I say with every other party, and wait for the tears to come to give her the truth. I lied at first, but then I just couldn't hold it in and I spilled all the major stuff. We went to go get donuts then went home, and tears were definitely shed. I had a donut, went upstairs and got in the shower. When I got out, most of what I showered in was probably my tears.
