i used to want to date a rich guy. You know, the type that lived in one of those villages with huge houses and had his own nice car and stuff.

Yesterday a friend of mine invited me to a party in his house (which just so happened to be in one of such villages).

I went and it really wasn't my crowd.

If you weren't there to smoke or drink, you'd get bored.

Guess who got bored. Me.

Rich kids. Blah. No thanks.