Houses I don't know

This was what I would consider my first official weekend of the year. I had copious papers to write, and I decided that I would much rather go to parties in houses that I didn't know.
I went to Wegmans with a boy that I'm not really sure about. He and I have only briefly spoken and it usually isn't about anything worth discussing. We went to a party that night, he told me he liked me the next day. I think its because I am the only girl that has talked to him.
The next night I went to a dance party and saw too many things at once, and danced a little too hard. I wanted to smile the whole night, and I was successful in my attempt.
I am trying to now finish all of the last few things that I need to do before tomorrow. The people that live above me are constantly stomping around and it sounds like they will fall on my head. I wonder what they do up there. I hope they are dancing with each other, and getting really excited about everything.