there were some drunk-ass girls dancing next to me. they were just freaking on everyone around them and bumping into themselves and everyone else too. this one bitch thought it was so hilarious to whip her long, ratty hair around in everyone's faces. yeah, i used to do that when i was 8. it's not so cool these days.
on the other side, there was a group of 3 or 4 people who were something else besides drunk, maybe rolling. this one dude was just having the time of his life, but he was jumping around and bumping into people too. one of his friends was sort of spotting him and trying to keep him from straying to far away. but i guess whenever anyone gave him a shitty look or said something his other friend (a scary fat girl) would yell something like "he can fucking dance if he wants to. they can get the fuck of the floor."
and, as always, directly in front of me there was a nice crowd of guys all over 6 feet tall.
on the plus side, toward the end of the night, my brother and i met this crazy, loud girl who was like a cuter, funnier megan pease(sp?). while we were talking to her, some girl bumped into her as she walked past. so, megan v.2 yelled, "that's my fucking purse, bitch!" i thought that was grand. as we were leaving, she fell on her ass in the doorway right in front of me. i helped her up and told her i loved her. she said, "rock and fucking roll, baby!"
after the show, paul the russian wanted us all to go to landsharks. he's all about that place. none of the rest of us (eli, me, stewbot) had ever been and we also didn't have cash for the cover. they were playing hip hop as we scoped it out from the sidewalk, so we convinced paul to come up to vapour with us.
now, by this time, i'd already called/texted menlie like 3 times to see if she was still up there. she didn't answer, so i thought things must really be bumpin'. fuck no. we got there around 1:15 and discovered that almost everyone i know was gone (geek, chris and slater were still there) AND they'd made last call early and were shutting the shit down. i can't tell you how disappointing that was, especially since i'd been excited to show paul what good music was.
yeah, speaking of paul, i guess eli and stewbot decided that he was a little to into me, so, after vapour, they told him i had an early class and was going home instead of heading up to eli's place in lebanon.
you know, i wish there was a way that people could see the reasons that they will eventually have to hate me when they first meet me so i could just skip all this infatuation crap with everyone. it's getting so old.
i came home and discovered a)i'd forgotten to take my birth control, b)i had a bitchin' sore throat so i threw up when i tried (for some unknown reason) to swallow it without water and c)the pill wasn't one of the blue ones like i first thought, but was a stupid green placebo so i didn't even need to take it.
i like giving my entries two titles: one for people who like to know what i'm talking about and one for people who like to tell me what i said.