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Crowded spaces irk me! June 19, 2008

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It’s a bit late in the week for this…but post it I will anyways…

The weekend was spent going for drama that I’d rather not comment on…sigh!

So, after an awesome dinner at Sizzle, the gang wants to head over to R&B, which I’m not particularly thrilled about, but the fact that they have an awesome DJ kind of makes it sound better…but man! Wildfire was playing that night…and honestly, in my opinion, they sucked…maybe not their playing or singing, that I’m sure was fine and on par and all of that…but their choice of music just bummed out the party mood…when the DJ spun his music, it was all fine and great…and then Wildfire comes on and everything just zooms down to grossly slow and soppy music, which in my opinion isnt really worth dancing to…

And then, what really irks me is that R&B is so small and there are always way too many people…and on that particular night, there were heaps of weirdos, and dancing was just out of the question, unless, bumping into people would qualify as ‘dancing’. There was an y-indian doing the chicken dance, there was an annoying fat lady with unkempt curly annoying hair that kept brushing on my arm, and it felt gross, there were two guys who insisted on shoving us to get to some place on the dance floor, and then stood stockstill and attempted to have a heart-to-heart!

Why, why, why! Bah!

 

i. give. up. June 13, 2008

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I don’t take people for granted, but now I end up feeling like I’ve got the shorter end of the stick. Of course I’m spoilt, blah, blah, blah! [grin] But its like I’ve got to work for my supper…and at this point, maybe its the hormones speaking, but frankly, I’ve just had it. I think I have. Sigh. I’ve been accused of being quite indecisive – at times only.

I did make a concious choice to not be affected by all this nonsense, but it does dammit! I’ve heard the whispered oops, seen the exchanged glances, slight traces of guilt splashed across the face and then quickly erased…but I’ve seen them, so there!

I don’t understand. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard to be a part. But I love this bunch very much which makes me feel even worse.

Oh! GAH [as only princesses will put it] All for one, and one for one! Best way to live life I guess!