A bunch of drama went down at the store Christmas party on Saturday night.
Long story short, there is a reason for a legal drinking age in this country.
Teenagers + Open Bar/Idiot Adults= Bad News.
My friend could end up getting in a lot of trouble because someone is blaming him so that they can get out of trouble with their mother.
Pretty much has the potential to ruin his fucking life right now.
Sucks pretty hard core... Now people know why I never go to those stupid company parties... Except for the Kennywood picnic. In which I don't really have to see anyone I don't like cause Kennywood is huge and you never see them unless you went there with them. Gotta love that.
In other news... I still feel fine as far as any pregnancy symptoms.
Lucky little thing I am, I guess.
The parents have decided not to tell the rest of the family (meaning my dad's side, and my mom's brother and dad) until after Christmas.
It's a little frustrating... but understandable.
I'm chill about it at least. Cause I know that my dad's mom is gonna blow a gasket.
So waiting until I've had a sonogram to show her a picture and all... it might help it feel a little more real I guess.
And she won't be able to nag my mother about making me get an abortion... which she probably will anyway... but bleh.
She'll deal eventually.
And I know she'll love her great grandchild when it gets here.
So it'll be okay...
It has to be.
Fine I'll say it... Click my eggs and baby dragons!!!
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