So Rob and Bridgette decided to abduct me, and we went to Target, then to Baker's Square. We picked up Charlie and all went back to Bridgette's until 6:30-ish.
I called back Caitlin and Zack and told them that we would be hanging at Rob's, because we all left Bridgette when she was going to have dinner.
We were at Rob's and slowly more and more people were coming. It felt strange. But I passed it off, and we all sat around. Caitlin and I ended up being the only girls with 7 guys. Whatever, I've been in those positions before. A lot. I'm always the only girl.
But this bunch of guys fed off each other in a bad way. Take away a couple and it would have been a fine, mellow (or at least quieter) evening. And we sent a few people off to get a movie. Caitlin was there to act as a check for Brian and Gatto.
They came back with Ghost Ship. A) It's quite possibly the worst movie ever. Horrible premise and plot. B) It was horribly gorey and very unnecessarily at that. C) It was scary. I don't do scary movies well. I get scared VERY easily. So yes. I thought it was scary. I know it was bad...very bad...but it was still scary.
I could have dealt with it. Honestly. I screamed a few times. I could have covered my eyes...I did cover my eyes quite a bit. But Zack and Rob decided to startle me outside the movie by poking me or whispering in my ear at opportune times. So I would scream loudly. Because I don't DEAL WELL with things like that.
Nothing against the two of them, because I love them both and I could have handled that as well. Except that they had a count going and wanted to get to 17. So overall, I was screaming about every 5 minutes because the movie wasn't that long.
Then it ended and I was very anxious to get the lights back on and to try and settle down. Have the boys start playing video games and ping pong again...and I could sit there with Caitlin and have a bit of girl talk.
Settle down. That's what I wanted.
That's not what happened though.
The idiots wouldn't turn the lights back on, and they turned off the TV so it was pitch black in the basement and it was creeping the fuck out of me. To the point where I wanted to cry. So I just kept yelling for them to turn the lights back on...hoping like hell that SOMEONE would get so ANNOYED by my yelling that they'd want to make it stop. I was screeching at the top of my lungs, and no one was doing anything. About 5 of the boys were brawling on the floor and every once in a while someone would grab my leg and I'd scream again.
It was like this for probably 10 minutes. Pitch black. Me scared out of my mind...for no good reason.
So I mumbled "I can't take this, I want to go home". Caitlin was sitting next to me and offered to drive me home, since I hadn't driven today. So we found our way up in the dark and as we were approaching the base of the stairs where the switches were...the lights came on.
Zack was like "You're not really leaving?" and apparently it was really noticeable that I was pissed off. Charlie and Rob both gave me hugs (though I didn't really return them) and we left a few minutes later.
It's the first time in a VERY long time...if not EVER that I have left a party early.
They were just being dicks about it all, and I'm definitely not happy with the lot of them.
I'm more upset than angry. But I was angry. So I'm using my angry icon. Because fuck you all.