Yusuke Goes Crazy Greek Dancing
Hey, you guys. Well, Yusuke is making this post to just assure everybody that he is not dead, did not mean to appear dead, and was bored actually. ^^
Well, the truth be told, my birthday was this Wednesday. I turned 22 years old and what better way to spend the night than to go Greek dancing at Opa's.
It was hella fun.
My best friend got me the second volume of GetBackers which I have not seen yet mostly because I have been too busy and also I have oh, not seen the first volume yet either. lol
(I think I just farted. Charming. ^^)
Anyway, one of my girl friends as in a friend who is a girl, got me some Godiva chocolate truffles which I absolutely loved. Being a demon hypoglycemic and all, that all the more fuels my vitality. ^_~
So, now for the meals.
Caviar paste, octopus, calamari, unknown dips and condiments, salads, racks of lamb and pork chops, and lobster.
Hella yummy. Way better than those cultivated humans any day.
There were no dishes broken unfortunately as a part of the Greek tradition, but that was ok. I was afraid in that crammed space if any shards would fly in my eye or my food.
We did, however, dance on the table. My best friend was very shy, but he got on the table anyway if just for twenty seconds. The girl friend of mine, however, danced with me.
Oh. My parents (ancestral demon father and drunken mother...ok not really ^^) joined also. My brother, however, was a real pussy. Yep. I said it. Pussy.
He did not bother getting on the table and I was imitating while dancing that he was a chicken. He tried to throw napkins at me to retaliate even though he was just joking, but he missed me. Kinda sad seeing that I was not even a foot away from him. Oh well. Alcohol will do that I think. lol
So, I also danced with a belly dancer. I think I could have busted a lot more moves than I did if I did not have to worry about kicking a dish, knife, or glass into another person. hmmm
But anyway, call me naive or stupid, but I did not get what my aunt was referring to when she told me to give the belly dancer on the table with me a $20 bill. I thought I would be treating her like a prostitute if I gave her money.
lol
I will never learn literally.
Although the music was nice in there, it was VERY loud. By the time it was over, my tonsils had been sore due to speaking over the loud music. Ice water sure felt good to drink after that.
I had chocolate birthday cake which tasted excellent. No "Happy Birthday To You" song, but that was ok. I understood it was a wild place and getting the attention of the whole audience would have been highly difficult.
So, my brother KICKS ME IN THE ELBOW on the way out to get me back for calling him a pussy and he is imitating Russell Crowe wanting to beat the crap out of me. Of course, I know he was just being too rowdy and I did not really want to waste time fighting with him whether he was joking or not.
After that, I drove my friends back to the office where we all met to drive to the restaurant and drove home with my dad.
It was a kick-ass time overall. Last year was Polynesian dancing, this year it was Greek dancing. What next? I'm open to suggestions. he he
Anyway, I'm sure this entry was quite the mouthful. I'm making up for lost time ain't I? ^^
Take care guys and girls alike. Catch ya later.
Well, the truth be told, my birthday was this Wednesday. I turned 22 years old and what better way to spend the night than to go Greek dancing at Opa's.
It was hella fun.
My best friend got me the second volume of GetBackers which I have not seen yet mostly because I have been too busy and also I have oh, not seen the first volume yet either. lol
(I think I just farted. Charming. ^^)
Anyway, one of my girl friends as in a friend who is a girl, got me some Godiva chocolate truffles which I absolutely loved. Being a demon hypoglycemic and all, that all the more fuels my vitality. ^_~
So, now for the meals.
Caviar paste, octopus, calamari, unknown dips and condiments, salads, racks of lamb and pork chops, and lobster.
Hella yummy. Way better than those cultivated humans any day.
There were no dishes broken unfortunately as a part of the Greek tradition, but that was ok. I was afraid in that crammed space if any shards would fly in my eye or my food.
We did, however, dance on the table. My best friend was very shy, but he got on the table anyway if just for twenty seconds. The girl friend of mine, however, danced with me.
Oh. My parents (ancestral demon father and drunken mother...ok not really ^^) joined also. My brother, however, was a real pussy. Yep. I said it. Pussy.
He did not bother getting on the table and I was imitating while dancing that he was a chicken. He tried to throw napkins at me to retaliate even though he was just joking, but he missed me. Kinda sad seeing that I was not even a foot away from him. Oh well. Alcohol will do that I think. lol
So, I also danced with a belly dancer. I think I could have busted a lot more moves than I did if I did not have to worry about kicking a dish, knife, or glass into another person. hmmm
But anyway, call me naive or stupid, but I did not get what my aunt was referring to when she told me to give the belly dancer on the table with me a $20 bill. I thought I would be treating her like a prostitute if I gave her money.
lol
I will never learn literally.
Although the music was nice in there, it was VERY loud. By the time it was over, my tonsils had been sore due to speaking over the loud music. Ice water sure felt good to drink after that.
I had chocolate birthday cake which tasted excellent. No "Happy Birthday To You" song, but that was ok. I understood it was a wild place and getting the attention of the whole audience would have been highly difficult.
So, my brother KICKS ME IN THE ELBOW on the way out to get me back for calling him a pussy and he is imitating Russell Crowe wanting to beat the crap out of me. Of course, I know he was just being too rowdy and I did not really want to waste time fighting with him whether he was joking or not.
After that, I drove my friends back to the office where we all met to drive to the restaurant and drove home with my dad.
It was a kick-ass time overall. Last year was Polynesian dancing, this year it was Greek dancing. What next? I'm open to suggestions. he he
Anyway, I'm sure this entry was quite the mouthful. I'm making up for lost time ain't I? ^^
Take care guys and girls alike. Catch ya later.