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I am now Officially sick and tired of the 'Vancouver Gothic Scene & Attitude"!

A week ago Friday I went to 23 west Cordova with my girlfriend "C"and her Boyfriend "C" to hang out dance and have a good time.

At 23 West Cordova I ran into a girl I knew from back in Winnipeg. (She is now 32 years old. keep this in mind while you are reading this story.)

I went up to her and said,"Hi". She said hello and then said, "Did you tell Shit Head Sean you were happy that I got fat?"

I said to her, "No when did that happen?"

She said," A few years ago he showed you pictures of me and you said....I'm glad she got fat."

I said," Shit Head Sean has never shown me pictures of you. The only pictures I have seen were taken a few years ago and they were pictures my most recent ex took at a Fetish Fashion show."

She says, "Well he has always defended me."

I said, " Well if you believe him that is up to you. I haven't seen you in years. I tried to contact you but, you didn't return my phone calls. I thought the last time we spoke was a good thing. I'm sorry you feel this way."

After that I cut off the conversation.

Tonight after S_Eldorado and I had dinner and hung out (Thanks for the book. You Rock!!) I asked him if he wanted to go to Goth night. He said no so, I decided to go on my own.

When I arrived I was hoping to see my friend "T" there. He wasn't there of course. So, I decided to have a beer and hang around. Who do I see? ...The girl from last friday. She is hanging around with her friends who are a part of the "popular" goth crowd (ie. The king and Queen of this Goth scene) and they are giving me glares. So, she would talk to her friends and look at me with a particular smile. Then they would turn around and look at me like I am some small bug who should be flicked away.

For a while I didn't care until I run into my girlfriend "C's" boyfriend "C". I say hello to "C" and the"Queen of the Goths" grabs him looks at me with a strange glare and whispers something in his ear. At that point I am thinking I am out of here.

On my way out I run into some friends I knew way back in the day of "Luvaffair" so, I decide to stick around for a while. As I am hanging around I can feel the eyes of those looking at me and I can hear snickering.

At around 2: a.m. I'm thinking I should go. I say my good-byes and then I run into a bouncer who remembers me from my birthday. So, he and I talk and I end up sticking around a little more. By that time I am getting really dirty looks from the Goth crowd.

I finally decided to get out.

I don't know what it is about me that those people don't like.

I give up & I am not going back.

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