diplomatic_lies
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Aug 4, 2002
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Man, worst night I've had in weeks. I went to a friend's party (it was actually a formal dinner, but less formal after the food). I knew a few people, but they left early after the dinner.
After that everyone let down their hair a bit. The music got cranked up, and unfortunately I had a bit too much to drink because my head started hurting from the music.
Now I can't dance well (in fact I can't dance at all), but I tried it on the dancefloor. I had no idea how to do those complicated moves a lot of guys seem to know (the getting behind the girl and grinding her), so I ended up kind of swaying a bit.
Got off the floor, talked to a few, but a lot of them didn't seem to be interested. My head started hurting worse, so I went outside (I figured there might be some girls out there). Strange of strangeness, there's absolutely nobody outside the house. In fact, outside the giant living room, nobody is around. If I wasn't such a nice person I'd probably rob the house.
I ended up leaving in the early morning while everyone was still dancing, and ironically the least crap attempt I did was on the street walking home, when I met this girl from some other place in town.
Eh....a little hangover the next morning, a sore throat, and a bit of embarrassment. For some reason I do really bad at clubs and dances.
After that everyone let down their hair a bit. The music got cranked up, and unfortunately I had a bit too much to drink because my head started hurting from the music.
Now I can't dance well (in fact I can't dance at all), but I tried it on the dancefloor. I had no idea how to do those complicated moves a lot of guys seem to know (the getting behind the girl and grinding her), so I ended up kind of swaying a bit.
Got off the floor, talked to a few, but a lot of them didn't seem to be interested. My head started hurting worse, so I went outside (I figured there might be some girls out there). Strange of strangeness, there's absolutely nobody outside the house. In fact, outside the giant living room, nobody is around. If I wasn't such a nice person I'd probably rob the house.
I ended up leaving in the early morning while everyone was still dancing, and ironically the least crap attempt I did was on the street walking home, when I met this girl from some other place in town.
Eh....a little hangover the next morning, a sore throat, and a bit of embarrassment. For some reason I do really bad at clubs and dances.