Kick and fall but don't fail to get back up
Last night was a tremendous celebration, it was the first night to kick off for our winter break holiday @ SCAD. So the bars were packed last night. I sportied up a little in my own fashion in a blazer. The night seemed pretty decent and there were plenty of gurlz out. The one-stand meter was reading high on my scale. First thing, I place my blazer down along with a friend to get started on the dancefloor. The floor was hot and I needed to freshin' up outside. I went to grab my blazer and with quick response became a rat trapped in a box. With the amounts of drinks I had must've said some really mean things to a friend I believed had my jacket. Which in my case, the jacket held my cellphone and keys. Luckily I always keep my wallet on me, but just the fact that I return to find her jacket there and not mine I put two and two together. I'm really FUCKED! No keys to my car, home, and again for the third time a new cellphone that had important contacts ALL GONE! I'd be in better condition homeless by now. Fortunately, I didn't panic the night, I had spare keys to my car in wallet. I knew if I got home sometime, I'd can catch my roommate at the front door. I slept and waited like a drunken' bum cold and alone. Right now it's hard to trust anyone now, this barrier i've created is hard to open with all the mess this night has got me. Now I can't make it home for thanksgivin as planned.
Last night was a tremendous celebration, it was the first night to kick off for our winter break holiday @ SCAD. So the bars were packed last night. I sportied up a little in my own fashion in a blazer. The night seemed pretty decent and there were plenty of gurlz out. The one-stand meter was reading high on my scale. First thing, I place my blazer down along with a friend to get started on the dancefloor. The floor was hot and I needed to freshin' up outside. I went to grab my blazer and with quick response became a rat trapped in a box. With the amounts of drinks I had must've said some really mean things to a friend I believed had my jacket. Which in my case, the jacket held my cellphone and keys. Luckily I always keep my wallet on me, but just the fact that I return to find her jacket there and not mine I put two and two together. I'm really FUCKED! No keys to my car, home, and again for the third time a new cellphone that had important contacts ALL GONE! I'd be in better condition homeless by now. Fortunately, I didn't panic the night, I had spare keys to my car in wallet. I knew if I got home sometime, I'd can catch my roommate at the front door. I slept and waited like a drunken' bum cold and alone. Right now it's hard to trust anyone now, this barrier i've created is hard to open with all the mess this night has got me. Now I can't make it home for thanksgivin as planned.