CineVegas

There were a ton of people who wanted to play beer pong with me, and to this day, I still don't understand why. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not that good, and in no way can I carry a team to victory. I'm just too much of a supporting player that needs their partner to be great in order to achieve the victory. Thankfully Dan Tischler was on that night, so I really just had to sit there and look good. I was having a hard time doing that (since I'm not that beautiful, regardless of what some dudes say) I was feeling really awkward. In the end it was fun though, as I got to play beer pong.

I got an automatic bid on one of the tables, and I stayed there for the entire night. Multiple people came up to me to chat about the movie and my thoughts on the game, but I still didn't feel like I belonged there. After all, I'm really not that good at beer pong. I've never won a damn thing, so it's tough for me to mentioned in the same sentence as some of these other supposed "elite" players of this game, which is what the filmmakers were talking me up to be. I've never really felt like I'm very good at this, but it just may be because I don't have very positive self-esteem nor do I have a positive attitude.

After the movie ended, people were swarming all over me to congratulate me on my "performance" in the film. I tried to stick around the Palms and hanging out with the film crew, but I started getting a massive headache. I don't know if it was too much partying, too much excitement, or just being overwhelmed by the entire experience, but I needed to get out of there to clear my thoughts. I've always wanted to be famous, but I was having a hard time dealing with this miniscule amount of fame. It's a lot to deal with mentally, and I don't know if I am capable of handling the pressure that comes with being a somebody. Hopefully I learn, because this beer pong thing is gonna be huge.

I really needed to get away from all of the excitement, but in retrospect I wish that I just toughened up and dealt with the pain. Reason being is that I ended up being late to my own party. This place was packed wall to wall with dudes and chicks, and everyone was drinking and playing beer pong. I wish that I didn't feel like absolute crap, because I hardly drank a drop of alcohol. And if you know me, then you'd know that drinking is my way to handle awkward situations, which is what this was. So I was there, and feeling really weird about the whole thing.

I was feeling like shit, and thinking that I was just hungry I grabbed some McDonalds and headed out on to the roof of the parking garage to eat and think everything over. From there I could see all of the lights, and it was surprisingly peaceful up there. But I needed to get away a little more, so I took a drive around the city. In doing so, I missed the CineVegas After Party, which I am told sucked but featured an appearance by Britney Spears. So I missed that, but I wouldn't miss my party for the world.