Well I went to the bar this thursday again, only with improved results, yet all in a mannor of your perspective. The kids I went to the bar with weren't that interested in my presence and I with theirs, so instead i found my way towards two girls (I promise it was for the right reasons though)
I knew one of the two girls from the Dining Center, and honestly I enjoyed her personality most out of just about any girl that I had met in years. So in seeing her at the bar, we had a good old time, and I enjoyed the company of her friend as well. They weren't dressed up slutty to this dive college bar like 90% of the other girls, and they were just overall good people.
We, I and Lea, both agreed that the girls who were dressed up were rediculous, especially when they grinded to bullshit songs. I became drunk enough to the point where we would find a girl who was dancing like a slut, and i would run over to her and throw a dollar bill down her shirt, They wouldn't realize what was going on until afterward, upon where they would say "OH, thanks!!" when in reality i was just mocking their sluttiness. Overall, it was a nice subversive way to get out my Man= Pig tendencies.
We hung out, I rubbed Lea's feet. Joked about the prepubecient-acting kid the girl I knew, Kate, swooned over the same way girls love a guy that cries. Now at 1:49 AM, I find my self back in my dormroom without a speck of sexual release to show for it.
Overall, I bet if i had a lil more looks or a lil more personality I would have gotten some. Let's just say that although I wasn't allowed to play, I was allowed admission to the ballpark that was these girls.
I hate having friends that are girls.
P.S. Although a minor detail, I feel that it is significant enough to say that I hung out in Kate's dorm long enough to take my shoes off (which was where the feet rubbing fest occured.)
I knew one of the two girls from the Dining Center, and honestly I enjoyed her personality most out of just about any girl that I had met in years. So in seeing her at the bar, we had a good old time, and I enjoyed the company of her friend as well. They weren't dressed up slutty to this dive college bar like 90% of the other girls, and they were just overall good people.
We, I and Lea, both agreed that the girls who were dressed up were rediculous, especially when they grinded to bullshit songs. I became drunk enough to the point where we would find a girl who was dancing like a slut, and i would run over to her and throw a dollar bill down her shirt, They wouldn't realize what was going on until afterward, upon where they would say "OH, thanks!!" when in reality i was just mocking their sluttiness. Overall, it was a nice subversive way to get out my Man= Pig tendencies.
We hung out, I rubbed Lea's feet. Joked about the prepubecient-acting kid the girl I knew, Kate, swooned over the same way girls love a guy that cries. Now at 1:49 AM, I find my self back in my dormroom without a speck of sexual release to show for it.
Overall, I bet if i had a lil more looks or a lil more personality I would have gotten some. Let's just say that although I wasn't allowed to play, I was allowed admission to the ballpark that was these girls.
I hate having friends that are girls.
P.S. Although a minor detail, I feel that it is significant enough to say that I hung out in Kate's dorm long enough to take my shoes off (which was where the feet rubbing fest occured.)
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[Edited on Nov 14, 2003 7:34PM]