Full Moon @ Ballyhoo's Part 2
....the continuation...
Well this bitch happened to decide that I was on a date with Royal (that's news to me considering I've never even met this person before. I only knew him off of MySpace.) And threatened me just because I happened to be talking to this redneck about brake calipars and the Parrish Highlands (yes what a steamy conversation, makes me want to go rip my clothes off in the backseat of his truck). I was asked whether I had a problem telling this person to get lost or else she was going to do it for me.
That is just something you do not say to another person, especially not someone who already has severe emotionally violent issues. No one runs my life, let alone some little cigarette smoking drunk who openly allows a man to continuingly emotionally and possibly physically abuse her. That calls for a serious ass-kicking in my book and if she wasn't a female under 5'5" and under 130 pounds, well she would have gone home with out half of her hair and had a broken nose by the end of the night. But of course me being the kind, peaceful, compassionate person I am I chose to just abort my anger and point it toward seemingly endless idiotic forms of dancing that I knew nothing about. Plus I haven't beat the crap out of a girl since grade school, and a man since high school, and I'd prefer to keep it that way.
I was happy Royal had a good time and I only wish I could have talked to him more but bars and live music don't really allow that luxury. Of course I also enjoyed being able to see a particular someone again. A someone with a sparkle in their eyes and a warm character. I was very happy to see this person and talk to again with what little time we did talk. Maybe someday again soon. It made the night go by easier though, and I think it helped Royal a lot, which is also wonderful
I wouldn't really consider myself much of a partier. My bi-polar makes me very susceptable to alcohol addiction, therefore I try to avoid it whenever I can. And when I do drink I keep it under control and drink with other people around who will watch me. The whole night I pretty much stuck to Cherry Coke almost religiously. I tried to have a Captain & Coke but the bartender put so much rum in it that I had to let all the ice melt before I could even try to drink it. After that I had a couple more Cherry Cokes just to make sure the alcohol wouldn't affect me over all.
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Well this bitch happened to decide that I was on a date with Royal (that's news to me considering I've never even met this person before. I only knew him off of MySpace.) And threatened me just because I happened to be talking to this redneck about brake calipars and the Parrish Highlands (yes what a steamy conversation, makes me want to go rip my clothes off in the backseat of his truck). I was asked whether I had a problem telling this person to get lost or else she was going to do it for me.
That is just something you do not say to another person, especially not someone who already has severe emotionally violent issues. No one runs my life, let alone some little cigarette smoking drunk who openly allows a man to continuingly emotionally and possibly physically abuse her. That calls for a serious ass-kicking in my book and if she wasn't a female under 5'5" and under 130 pounds, well she would have gone home with out half of her hair and had a broken nose by the end of the night. But of course me being the kind, peaceful, compassionate person I am I chose to just abort my anger and point it toward seemingly endless idiotic forms of dancing that I knew nothing about. Plus I haven't beat the crap out of a girl since grade school, and a man since high school, and I'd prefer to keep it that way.
I was happy Royal had a good time and I only wish I could have talked to him more but bars and live music don't really allow that luxury. Of course I also enjoyed being able to see a particular someone again. A someone with a sparkle in their eyes and a warm character. I was very happy to see this person and talk to again with what little time we did talk. Maybe someday again soon. It made the night go by easier though, and I think it helped Royal a lot, which is also wonderful
I wouldn't really consider myself much of a partier. My bi-polar makes me very susceptable to alcohol addiction, therefore I try to avoid it whenever I can. And when I do drink I keep it under control and drink with other people around who will watch me. The whole night I pretty much stuck to Cherry Coke almost religiously. I tried to have a Captain & Coke but the bartender put so much rum in it that I had to let all the ice melt before I could even try to drink it. After that I had a couple more Cherry Cokes just to make sure the alcohol wouldn't affect me over all.
....Let's keep going to the next page....