And my new year's resolution is to write in my diary every day, so here it goes.Yesterday was my 18th birthday and my friends and I celebrated it with...a birthday-slash-new year's eve party at my friend, Trisha's, house. Trisha's parents were heading to a party at a hotel where they would spend the night at. Her parents were cool with having the party as long as everyone turned in their keys and spent the night. They figured as long as all the kids were there, then they wouldn't be getting. As I did so, thenormal display returned. They - whoever they were - held all the aceshere. I couldn't afford those clips going to my nearest and dearest -whereas I could afford five grand. Just. I had no idea how I was going toexplain what I'd spent the money on, but that problem could wait. Rightnow I was on the clock.Working hurriedly, I accessed my savings account - the one I held jointlywith my wife - and made the transfer as instructed. I was nervous, so Ihad to repeat a couple of steps,. As I took mymimosa from the waiter, Sloane said, "I love your nails - that's a greatcolor on you."After the waiter left, Sloane added, "Your new look is already working -our waiter was totally checking you out!"Taylor quickly added, "He totally was! Ash, you have a new admirer."I blushed and laughed it off. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. Iguess he was kind of cute?After that, the conversation quickly turned to sex. Morgan told us allabout the boy she hooked up with the prior night at the. Whatever perils our current surroundings might present were mercifully kept at bay while we slept. For the next few hours at least, the only member of our party at risk was Partita, slowly being drained of life as she slept.And now, dear reader, we've come full circle to the beginning of the tale. Devon mustered an encouraging smile as I took the burden to my hand, mindful that our next attempt at transit would involve me in some sexual liaison for which I was in no way prepared. But in a.