My current lesson to be learned:
Take a fucking compliment for once, and don't assume that the person giving said compliment is fucking with you for thier own personal amusement.
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I had a pretty good time at the club tonight, despite the fact that it started out rather poorly. When I first arrived, I noticed that it was rather empty people-wise,and I wasn't really getting into the music being played. I was beginning to think that I may have been better off going home, but soon enough, people started filling up the dancefloor, and a few songs caught my attention enough to pull me out onto the floor as well.
As it usually goes, I ended up working my way up onto the stage, where I noticed that there was a group of cute girls dancing in my general area. Surprisingly, a few songs later, the blonde/leader of the group approached me and informed me that it was her bridal shower, and that she wanted me to dance in her circle of friends for a bit. I decided that there was no harm in doing so, and continued to dance, but y'know, surrounded by girls. After another couple of songs, the blonde/leader told me that two of her friends were single, and as she said "Hot". I took notice, agreed, but noticed that they weren't offering any eye contact, so I didn't bother to approach them and continued dancing.
But soon enough, as it always does, that sinking feeling set in. A group of cute girls wanting me to dance in thier "circle"? Was I merely a monkey for thier entertainment?
THROW ME PEANUTS, WATCH ME DO TRICKS!
So I asked the blonde/leader what was up with her friends, since they didn't seem interested. She told me that they were shy, that I was "The Man", and that one in particular was really interested in me. I tried to make some sort of visual contact with said girl, but she never looked in my direction the entire time. Ugh. The previously mentioned thought continued to run through my head, but I shook it temporarily, and continued to dance like nobody was watching.
At the end of the night, I, completely covered in sweat, approched the girls. I congratulated the blonde/leader on her upcoming wedding, and asked if she/they were just shitting with me the entire night. She proceeded to tell me that I was a great dancer, and that her friends agreed. She also tried to get her friends to start a conversation with me, but they didn't seem up to it. I decided to end the conversation while I still had my chin up, and bid them goodnight.
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This is the second time I've had a cute girl comment on my dancing. Maybe it's about time I learn the lesson I mentioned?
Take a fucking compliment for once, and don't assume that the person giving said compliment is fucking with you for thier own personal amusement.
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I had a pretty good time at the club tonight, despite the fact that it started out rather poorly. When I first arrived, I noticed that it was rather empty people-wise,and I wasn't really getting into the music being played. I was beginning to think that I may have been better off going home, but soon enough, people started filling up the dancefloor, and a few songs caught my attention enough to pull me out onto the floor as well.
As it usually goes, I ended up working my way up onto the stage, where I noticed that there was a group of cute girls dancing in my general area. Surprisingly, a few songs later, the blonde/leader of the group approached me and informed me that it was her bridal shower, and that she wanted me to dance in her circle of friends for a bit. I decided that there was no harm in doing so, and continued to dance, but y'know, surrounded by girls. After another couple of songs, the blonde/leader told me that two of her friends were single, and as she said "Hot". I took notice, agreed, but noticed that they weren't offering any eye contact, so I didn't bother to approach them and continued dancing.
But soon enough, as it always does, that sinking feeling set in. A group of cute girls wanting me to dance in thier "circle"? Was I merely a monkey for thier entertainment?
THROW ME PEANUTS, WATCH ME DO TRICKS!
So I asked the blonde/leader what was up with her friends, since they didn't seem interested. She told me that they were shy, that I was "The Man", and that one in particular was really interested in me. I tried to make some sort of visual contact with said girl, but she never looked in my direction the entire time. Ugh. The previously mentioned thought continued to run through my head, but I shook it temporarily, and continued to dance like nobody was watching.
At the end of the night, I, completely covered in sweat, approched the girls. I congratulated the blonde/leader on her upcoming wedding, and asked if she/they were just shitting with me the entire night. She proceeded to tell me that I was a great dancer, and that her friends agreed. She also tried to get her friends to start a conversation with me, but they didn't seem up to it. I decided to end the conversation while I still had my chin up, and bid them goodnight.
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This is the second time I've had a cute girl comment on my dancing. Maybe it's about time I learn the lesson I mentioned?
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If you`re not happy I think you should finish it. Why bother with something mediocre? Girls fuck your head in at the best of times, so why have all of the `pain` without the `pleasure`
I think you deserve better. Maybe keep your eyes open and play it all be ear.
That cute girl was fickle and ended up with the bass player
so.. i promise i will write you soon, but only if you promise that you will come on a scul ride, and i, in turn, will promise that there will be cute biker chicks that WILL make eye contact with you.
scul is planning a manray take-over again soon. last time we were there, we handed everyone their asses with our righteous dancing and majestic awesomeness.
i'll be in touch next week. maggot.
lieutenant-commander samurai