Eh.

Okay, maybe it shouldn't be as much as a surprise as I had first thought. But Colin and I are no more. Like, I felt there was some sort of hesitation on his part and too much enthusiasm on my part (which is never too good). But I'm glad that it ended before either party got in too deep. I just kind of wished he had told me sooner so I didn't have to go through the worrying stage of "Why hasn't he called me!?" or "Does he like me?" questions.

The party on Saturday was fun. It was the first time in a long time that I was able to drink and not have to worry about driving home. So I drank. And I got a little buzzed after the first Mike's Hard Lemonade. Yes, 5% alcohol. I had a couple. And a Smirnoff.

The best part was when people said that I acted so much more mature than my age. When they asked me how old I was, they were surprised at the fact I was only 19 - still a teenager. They saw that I am Asian and therefore would look a little younger than my actual age so they assumed I was older - like 24 or something. EGO BOOST.

I'm tired and my chest/heart area hurts a little. I want a make out partner now. E-mail me to apply.