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More and more I realize that I am just not a bar person. or maybe I'm not a bar with my sister person. Maybe I just have to be with a big bunch of friends. Whatever it is, I feel like a big moron whenever I'm at the bar with just my sister. First of all, it doesn't help that guys flock to her while I'm doomed to the corner to watch them grope her. I'd like to think that I can feel good about myself without the help of guys, but lets be honest here -- its nice to feel attractive...its nice to have people hit on you, even if you never EVER want to take it anywhere--just to know that someone finds you attractive is nice. but with my sister around, thats just not gonna happen. im just the big fat sasquatch. i always feel so out of my element. This weekend, so far I have been out on friday and saturday until 2am...which is kinda amazing for me cuz usually i find a way to get home around 1ish. Also, I usually drive myself so I can leave whenever, but this time I had to rely on people for rides.
I was really hoping stick was gonna help me out with this -- he was supposed to come by at 10 and take me to daikers and my sister was gonna drive herself so she could stay later if she wanted. but stick didnt show up, and didnt call, so heather and i went up together. we were ditched by stick! it was pretty shitty. he never called and gave a reason. man am i ever pissed off about that. how rude. we sat around waiting for a half hour! wasted time! and we got a terrible parking spot. had to walk a friggin mile almost in the pitch dark, down a steep hill. creepy, i tell you. stick will def get punched in the balls.
man,i just hate the whole bar scene sometimes. the whole game of it -- how guys go looking to hook up and girls go just to be hit on. its a twisted little situation. I much prefer going with my own group of friends and just enjoying their company. Its not that i dont enjoy meeting new people -- i really do -- its just that the "new people" at the bars are always trashed and acting like complete morons. and you cant trust any of them -- they all just have alterior motives. Im definitely not that kind of girl. i find myself avoiding any eye contact at all times while at the bars because I don't want to have to deal with stupid drunk people. i was dancing last night and i had my denim jacket in my hand, and some drunk woman came up to me and kept trying to yank it out of my hand...she wanted to wipe her stool off because she spilled her drink on it. are you kidding me? fuck off! ug! drunk people suck!
Then, when i am finally leaving (thank god!) everyone i actually kinda know at the bar comes over and starts talking to me. im like where the fuck were you all night while i was standing alone while watching my sister get molested? gah! I managed to run away after a few brief conversations. I really looked forward to flopping into bed and getting some sleep. but as it turns out, it didnt really work out for me. The lesbian next door to me was blasting country music. usually this wouldnt be a problem, but for some reason this particular night it kept me up. I thought to myself "I could probably kick the wall a few times to get her to turn it down, but its a holiday weekend, she prolly has friends up and she is celebrating, and shes never loud so let her have her fun. itll prolly be over in an hour or so." but no, the loud music continued until 5 am...at which point i began kicking the wall. eventually the music stopped and i fell asleep. I had also fallen asleep somewhere around 3am somehow, but my sisters fucking dog decided to have some sort of fit and was barking its little weiner head off. it never does that in the middle of the night. but apparently, some guy from the bar that heather knew stopped by. fabulous.
so here i am. working at 8am, slept maybe 3 hours...and im not done today till 5. and you know what? I betcha ill be back at daikers for another round tonight. i just wanna have a good time and i have a feeling maybe tonight will work well for that. no pressure to stay late, have more people going this time than just my sister. although just the thought of moving all my furniture and heavy boxes the next two days exhaustes me....ug. im gonna be dead by wednesday, for sure.
oh, and fyi, i prolly wont get to update for quite some time...since im moving to my moms house with no utilities for a couple weeks, and god knows how long itll take to get hooked up at the apartment in rochester (that is, if we get accepted). so in the meantime if anyone needs to get ahold of me, you're gonna have to call me at work.
ok, thats it for now. better get back to slithering around the hardware store.
I was really hoping stick was gonna help me out with this -- he was supposed to come by at 10 and take me to daikers and my sister was gonna drive herself so she could stay later if she wanted. but stick didnt show up, and didnt call, so heather and i went up together. we were ditched by stick! it was pretty shitty. he never called and gave a reason. man am i ever pissed off about that. how rude. we sat around waiting for a half hour! wasted time! and we got a terrible parking spot. had to walk a friggin mile almost in the pitch dark, down a steep hill. creepy, i tell you. stick will def get punched in the balls.
man,i just hate the whole bar scene sometimes. the whole game of it -- how guys go looking to hook up and girls go just to be hit on. its a twisted little situation. I much prefer going with my own group of friends and just enjoying their company. Its not that i dont enjoy meeting new people -- i really do -- its just that the "new people" at the bars are always trashed and acting like complete morons. and you cant trust any of them -- they all just have alterior motives. Im definitely not that kind of girl. i find myself avoiding any eye contact at all times while at the bars because I don't want to have to deal with stupid drunk people. i was dancing last night and i had my denim jacket in my hand, and some drunk woman came up to me and kept trying to yank it out of my hand...she wanted to wipe her stool off because she spilled her drink on it. are you kidding me? fuck off! ug! drunk people suck!
Then, when i am finally leaving (thank god!) everyone i actually kinda know at the bar comes over and starts talking to me. im like where the fuck were you all night while i was standing alone while watching my sister get molested? gah! I managed to run away after a few brief conversations. I really looked forward to flopping into bed and getting some sleep. but as it turns out, it didnt really work out for me. The lesbian next door to me was blasting country music. usually this wouldnt be a problem, but for some reason this particular night it kept me up. I thought to myself "I could probably kick the wall a few times to get her to turn it down, but its a holiday weekend, she prolly has friends up and she is celebrating, and shes never loud so let her have her fun. itll prolly be over in an hour or so." but no, the loud music continued until 5 am...at which point i began kicking the wall. eventually the music stopped and i fell asleep. I had also fallen asleep somewhere around 3am somehow, but my sisters fucking dog decided to have some sort of fit and was barking its little weiner head off. it never does that in the middle of the night. but apparently, some guy from the bar that heather knew stopped by. fabulous.
so here i am. working at 8am, slept maybe 3 hours...and im not done today till 5. and you know what? I betcha ill be back at daikers for another round tonight. i just wanna have a good time and i have a feeling maybe tonight will work well for that. no pressure to stay late, have more people going this time than just my sister. although just the thought of moving all my furniture and heavy boxes the next two days exhaustes me....ug. im gonna be dead by wednesday, for sure.
oh, and fyi, i prolly wont get to update for quite some time...since im moving to my moms house with no utilities for a couple weeks, and god knows how long itll take to get hooked up at the apartment in rochester (that is, if we get accepted). so in the meantime if anyone needs to get ahold of me, you're gonna have to call me at work.
ok, thats it for now. better get back to slithering around the hardware store.