What's up lately:

Korrin's party was a ton of fun. A good majority of the people were either drunk or high, and we blared la roux and some good metal. Emily, Alexander, Mat and I were dancing for the longest time. It was hilarious! Eventually I went into typical drunk Mandy mode and went around hugging everyone, telling them I loved them, and kissing them on the cheek. That's one of my favourite things about being drunk, by the way. On the inside, I absolutely love everyone but on the outside I'm sarcastic and often joke around about being a huge jerk. When I'm drunk, the inside comes out, and I can embrace my affection. It's not awkward or anything I'll regret either, which is good. It's just all happy and whatnot :) I guess I also like to pretend I'm a cat, but I do that when I'm sober too, so whatever.

Then today, fkjsdnfkdjf. :3 I've had two certain individuals texting me literally all day. From 10am till 10pm. I think one fell asleep, and the other... blah. I told him I couldn't talk anymore because I needed to focus on my art. It was a load of hooey, but he was just being too sweet. I don't want to get attached. But gah, I sure felt special today.

On another note, I've been wanting to post about this for a few weeks now:
My brother is so awesome. I love him.
We used to fight allllllll the time growing up, with words AND actions, but ever since my maturity level caught up, our friendship is getting better all the time.
Once I started going to STA, it really became clear what an awesome brother he is. The very first day of school, he introduced me to literally every friend he had there and made it clear to them he thinks I'm awesome, even if I was too shy to utter more than a "hi, I'm mandy". Later that month, I told him I didn't want to go to redfeather because I didn't have any friends going. He practically begged me to go and told him I'd regret missing my first redfeather game. I cried about it on my way to the bus stop, but then he brought me along with him and his friends to the game. They all let me hang around them the entire time. I was really shy though, and I can't say I enjoyed it too much, but it was still so sweet of him to try. As the year carried on, I got a bit less shy and Taylor continued to encourage me to hang out with him and his friends. I didn't too often, but when I did, he was as awesome as ever. Then, more recently, when Jared dumped me, he was the best brother I could've asked for. He hugged me and let me cry on his shoulder, gave me his own pieces of insight and experience, brought me to a concert with him and his friends, frequently checked on me, etc. When things got a bit ugly with Jared and he wouldn't talk to me, Taylor talked to him. He was levelheaded and unbiased, hearing Jared out before he properly judged. And when he heard the full story and realized what a fuckhead Jared was, he called him out. He defended me like no other, even though it meant completely ruining his own good friendship with Jared, and risking a few others. He put me first.

It really put the whole "family first" thing I'd heard all my life in to perspective.

Even after that, because we have mutual friends, he found out that I got drunk at Alia's and about all the stuff that happened there. He asked me about it, and we had a good long conversation about it. He told me about his own experiences, and I reminisced about the party. He was cool with not telling mom about it, because we both know she wouldn't approve, and has stuck to his word since. For the past two months or so, we've been talking pretty much every day for anywhere between 10 minutes and 2 hours after school. He's just so easygoing about everything, and just likes to make sure I'm not making any huge mistakes. He's protective, but not overly. He's just how a brother should be.

And for all of this, I love him. I can't wait to see how our friendship is 20 years from now. I want to keep hanging out with him, and maybe him and his friends from time to time. I trust him completely and I don't want or see that changing any time, ever. I know we're going to be great friends in the future, as we are now. However, our friendship will probably have grown even more. It's so nice knowing that I've got one thing for certain to look forward to in my future.

I want to really try and be the best sister I can be. C:
His birthday's coming up and I want to buy him a nice present and card, filled with words that actually have meaning. I want him to see how much I really appreciate everything, that I love him, and that he's an awesome dude. I want him to be happy, is all. (:

Anyway, that concludes my lengthy post. This week, I'm looking forward to seeing how things play out. Gah, the one thing I love about Mondays is that they always feel like a fresh start. Dreary and exhausting at times, but also, it's a brand new week. And actually, a brand new month right now, too. Everything just seems so filled with opportunity and I don't want to be too tired to see that, so, goodnight!