Student life would be so much easier if I actually liked going to parties :/
There's a floor party tonight, and apparently I have to go, according to my brother. I guess I should, because I need to not sit at home so much, but meh. I really don't want to. I'd rather watch a movie or Breaking Bad wile knitting on a pair of socks I cast on for the other day.
ETA: The party didn't kill me, and for the first 1-2 hours it weren't bad. The last 2 hours were pretty boring and made me remember why I don't like parties. But I stayed for 4 hours, which is way better than not going! And even my brother got tired of it after 5.5 hours, so I think I did good :p And woo, I wasn't the only quiet, awkward one who had problems initiating conversations with people and thus just "sat there" for some of the time (although not all of the time \o/).