If they asked me, i could write a book about the way you talk and whisper and look
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Just for clarification, it was my mom's friend's husband's work Christmas party. I was part of the entertainment crew, and apparently the cleanup crew as well, but I didn't know that, so I didn't clean anything.
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Last night started out majorly sucking, partially because Derek wasn't there, partially because Peter was playing his violin for most of the time, and partially because it doesn't help being friendly if there's no one there to be friendly with. Greg was there, but he can get reeeeeeally annoying, and he's about 13 years old. But then I started singing and that was fun. The pianist was getting all pissy after a while, but then he went to go eat and it was just me and my dad, which was nice, then this other girl came and sang some, and she was really sweet (if not very good). There was this 10-year-old girl whose mom wanted me to sing jazz duets with, and I was like riiiiiiiiight... why on earth would I sing with a 10-year-old? She's quite good, but I really can't picture her singing jazz, and if I'm going to sing at a bar, I'll sing with someone who really can. Pfffft. So not as fun as last time, but whatever. Oh, and...
Yikes!!
Just for clarification, it was my mom's friend's husband's work Christmas party. I was part of the entertainment crew, and apparently the cleanup crew as well, but I didn't know that, so I didn't clean anything.
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Last night started out majorly sucking, partially because Derek wasn't there, partially because Peter was playing his violin for most of the time, and partially because it doesn't help being friendly if there's no one there to be friendly with. Greg was there, but he can get reeeeeeally annoying, and he's about 13 years old. But then I started singing and that was fun. The pianist was getting all pissy after a while, but then he went to go eat and it was just me and my dad, which was nice, then this other girl came and sang some, and she was really sweet (if not very good). There was this 10-year-old girl whose mom wanted me to sing jazz duets with, and I was like riiiiiiiiight... why on earth would I sing with a 10-year-old? She's quite good, but I really can't picture her singing jazz, and if I'm going to sing at a bar, I'll sing with someone who really can. Pfffft. So not as fun as last time, but whatever. Oh, and...
Yikes!!