eurisko

eh poo....

i decided to bail on going to the SGindy event, and was punished for it. my friends sister took me and pusher to rum runners, a lame dueling piano bar. and i, the most awkward, modest and shy person, get drug up on stage to be elvis #1 because i was the only skinny person sitting close to the stage, and i fucking hate elvis. the only movement i made was when my friends sister grabbed my arm and tried getting me to dance. so yeah i was mortified and pissed at the sleazy piano player. i think pusher has a picture of it on his cell phone. though my friends sister felt bad for me or something because she kept buying me shots, then asked me out when she was drunk, and though flattered and wanting to go out on a date... i dont know if thats going to happen, and if she actually does call me, ill probably try and bail out.

i dont know what it is lately with me, but fuck, i just am in the reclusive mood where im afraid to go out and do anything risky. i think i might even take a break from SG because i dont really ever get comments, and my head is all clouded with a lot of shit i want to sort out. so good bye for now, at least until things get a little bit better.