Would you be surprised if I said I've only been awake for three hours?

Yeah. I'm a bum.

Last night's party at Kim Talbot's was totally lame. For one thing, it rained, so the outdoor bonfire moved indoors. For another, when we got there - around 8, only an hour after the party started - mostly everybody was already wasted. Including Lori Pfefferminz, who immediately tried to turn herself into Tobin's personal rain jacket. It was annoying for about five minutes, when Lori ran off for the upstairs bathroom and promptly puked her guts out.

You'd think after the Prom Incident that Tabitha would've sworn off alcohol, but no. She was chugging beers with the boys and getting completely hammered. Even Allison was sipping some fruity Vodka drink. Lucky for me, my boyfriend wasn't drinking (he drove), so I had at least one person to be sober with.

The music was blaring and a couple of football players ordered a dozen pizzas (no joke), but after another hour everyone was dividing up into boy-girl units and making out in very public positions. And not long after that, certain couples disappeared into upstairs bedrooms. I was so worried that Tabitha and Spencer were going to be one of them - I know they're having sex, but to do it in Kim Talbot's parents' bedroom while they're on a romantic weekend just seems ... wrong.

Tobin was bored and annoyed and kept looking at his watch, so I said, "Why don't we just go?" But he said, "And do what? We can't take them home while they're trashed like that." By this point, Allison was pretty snockered, too, and making out with some dude I'd never seen before, but who looked more like Jack's age than ours.

Being there with all of them made me feel so ... I don't know. Off. Because I didn't want to drink, and I didn't want to have sex, and I didn't really want to be there at all.

This is when I took charge. I rounded everyone up into the Vomit and instructed Tobin to drive to the nearest Denny's. Two huge carafes of coffee later and everyone was in okay shape to go home. Tobin pulled up to my house exactly one minute before curfew, but I invited him inside anyway. Mom and Jack were having tea, so Mom boiled some water and we hung out with them.

Mom said, "So why was the party so awful?" Tobin and I exchanged looks and Jack goes, "Oh, just spill it. Mom will give you immunity, right?" So I told her everything, fully expecting a lecture, but she just got tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, honey. You're such a good girl. I must've raised you right." And all of the other embarassing things you hope your mom never says in front of your boyfriend.

I had trouble falling asleep. I kept thinking about Allison making out with that guy - I think his name was Marshall - and how into it they were getting. Like, roaming hands and body parts all smushed together. It was Tabitha body language, and it made me realize that it won't be long before Allison joins the booty club, too. And then who's left? Me. I'll end up the only virgin in my class, and I'm the one who's had the longest and most stable relationship to date.

It doesn't help that Tobin's not a virgin, and that eventually he's going to get bored wiht the sorts of things he and I do and want more, more, more. Maybe I should ask him to babysit Cassidy with me one night - she's the best birth control in the world.

Anyway, I have to run. Tobin's mom invited me over for dinner - her Foods of the World cooking class is in Mexico right now, and she's eager to show off her new skills. Tobin rented The Pefect Score and we're going to watch that after and have a nice, quiet evening at home.

Now I sound like my mother, and it's scaring me, so I'm really going to go.