I actually didn't get to go to karaoke on Tuesday, so I went last night instead. And even though it had only been like three weeks since I had been there last, it seemed like three years had passed.
The DJ, whom I used to date and with whom I am still very good friends, was all of a sudden seeing someone new - and she was there.
My friend Frank, who I swear I had seen recently, showed up 50 lbs. lighter and with one of apparently many girls flocking his jock.
People who had definltely seen me before kept talking to me like strangers and trying to touch me and stuff - in ways that made me feel like a freak of nature or something.
And, the club had turned from a very fun, relaxed karaoke environment into a 5 hour star search.
I still love that bar because I love my karaoke friends, and it's like, My Bar. But I was so sad last night that pretty much overnight the place became nearly unrecognizable.
Do I have to find a new bar now?
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Week 8 of 10.
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My definition of making it big will still be highlighted with a washer & dryer and a coffee maker with a timer.
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I'm going to stop telling people that I'm a student and I'm just going to say that I'm a big fat loser, because I'm tired of the question, "What are you going to do with your life?" and I'm especially tired of giving answers that I'm unsure about.
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Alright.. time for some good-girlness.
The DJ, whom I used to date and with whom I am still very good friends, was all of a sudden seeing someone new - and she was there.
My friend Frank, who I swear I had seen recently, showed up 50 lbs. lighter and with one of apparently many girls flocking his jock.
People who had definltely seen me before kept talking to me like strangers and trying to touch me and stuff - in ways that made me feel like a freak of nature or something.
And, the club had turned from a very fun, relaxed karaoke environment into a 5 hour star search.
I still love that bar because I love my karaoke friends, and it's like, My Bar. But I was so sad last night that pretty much overnight the place became nearly unrecognizable.
Do I have to find a new bar now?
--
Week 8 of 10.
--
My definition of making it big will still be highlighted with a washer & dryer and a coffee maker with a timer.
--
I'm going to stop telling people that I'm a student and I'm just going to say that I'm a big fat loser, because I'm tired of the question, "What are you going to do with your life?" and I'm especially tired of giving answers that I'm unsure about.
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Alright.. time for some good-girlness.
vestril:
it's kind of fun not knowing what you're going to do with yourself, but kind of crummy at social functions...
hang_the_dj:
get used to hearing that question for the rest of your life