ghostdivinity

Listening to: Alkaline Trio - Radio

I'm so so so so so tired. I've never really had a journal before, but now that I've joined perhaps I'll actaully try to use it as one.

It's hard to find people to talk to sometimes anyhow. For the first time in my life everything is getting pummeled into mush that I can't tell what from what. Some good, some bad.

Focusing on the good, I went to my first club ever the other night. The Exit in Chicago. A punk/goth/industrial club for the masses. It's really fun. I met this girl who was pretty damn drunk, and had broke up with her boyfriend that day. She seemed pretty happy, and my friend forced me to give her my e-mail address and ask if she would meet me back there Friday. It was my original intention to meet new people there. I'm just not sure how well things went over considering her situation. Here's for hoping come Friday.

In other news about meeting people, that night I had my crotched grabbed by a drunk man imitating what Madonna would do if I were to run into her at this night club he owns.

It was the first time I had gone out in a long long time. I had fun.