ankh42

Ok, a day late, but happy Friday the 13th. Mine was OK. Not unlucky, but not fortunate either. I got out of work at 9pm. Went to my friend Amy's house 'cause I asked her the night before if we could hang out. My friend Phil was spinning at a club called Jade's. By the time I got there, I must have just missed him. He and the other guys were gone, but my friend Terri, and 2 of her friends were still there. So I had a White Russian, and we all went to Opium Lounge (Sad to say, yes it is a bar club, not an opium lounge j/k). Anyways, I ran into my friend Scott, we were standing at the bar, and this girl walks up, says hi, and asks me my name. I told her my name and asked for her name, "Andrea". For those of you who don't know, Andrea, just the name, means alot to me, in a good way. (another story, another time) Well it turns out Scott and Andrea are friends. I asked Scott if he knew her, he said "Yeah, why?" and my bashfulness kicked in, and I just said, "Oh, I was just wondering" instead of saying, "Wow, she's cute." Fucking figures. Oh, and I ended up blowing close to $100 on just going out and drinking.
I really need to stop going out and blowing money. But I get so bored just sitting at home, and you can't realy meet someone sitting on your ass watching movies, or playing video games all night. And by the end of the night of drinking, I always feel like a 5th wheel, cause I can't realy dance, and seems like only the drunk women like me, but even that is few and far in between.
When you find Love, don't EVER let it go. You will cut your heart so deep, you will feel the scar for a long time. And Love is so rare and so hard to find, you may never find it again. I guess maybe that's what I'm fearing.