Why should a single girl dread a party?

I don't know why, but I do. It's just one of those bad feelings that it won't be fun. That it might not be a good place to be.

One of my new friends has her birthday party tonight, and one of my other new friends is organizing it. We're to wear cocktail attire. But no matter how nice the guests are dressed, we'll still be at the smokey local bar down the street. And the girl who's organizing it has been messaging around for drinking games. I haven't played drinking games since college. Maybe I've missed out.

These details are playing out to be the hostess' party rather than the birthday girl's. The hostess is known to be the one always begging for attention. This is what bugs me most. It's just a little backwards. And the birthday girl is sweeter than molasses, but she isn't exactly dependable. When the hostess had her birthday bash a few weeks so, today's birthday girl told her she'd be there but blew it off to hang out with her boyfriend. A couple of other girls who were invited to tonight's party asked if she would show up for her own party!

But it's a party. What could be so bad? I like parties. I'll get to see some friends. There will be shots. There will be craziness. And it's guaranteed I'll write about it tomorrow.

Do your own bit of partying this weekend single girls! (and boys too!)

Love to the single girls,
Addison