Alright, so, yesterday I was out with friends, I'm going to call them Blake and Oliver for the sake of privacy. Anyway, Blake is going to prom soon (don't ask me, I go to a different school to him and we don't do prom) and he was talking about the suit he was going to wear. Oliver is older and has been to prom and showed us a picture of his suit. I said how miserable parties are and both Oliver and Blake say how it's a lot of fun once you get some alcohol flowing through your body. I explained that I'm straight edge and they just looked at me as if I had three heads.

Parties aren't fun for people who don't drink, apparently. Also, according to Blake, I can't possibly have fun ever and I am really boring. Needless to say, he is no longer a part of my life. Oliver was super supportive though.

The lesson of this story, don't let the closed-minded twats get to you and cherish the Oliver's in your life.