Sunday, September 20, 2009

"Ive never noticed how many freaks there are out there until I started hanging out with you"


That was what my friend said to me on Friday night. All I could do was lmao bc no one ever believes me until they witness it that no normal dudes ever talk to me. This weekends freak recap:

Fri night @ Highbar-Music was good we where doing our two step there where two cute dudes in there one of who was eyeing me and in my head I was going "Please come talk to me bc my shy self def aint going to talk to you". But what happened, cute dude did his whole eyeing thign the whole night but did not come talk to me. Drunken hot mess #1, perv #1 and drunken hot mess #2 all did though. Yay. One of them asked "do you want me to leave you alone" I politely replied "yes please" See I can be nice sometimes.


Sat night @Promenade-Yes I went there and actually it wasnt all that bad. I think I may have been one of two people who wasnt black in there but the music was good we posted our corner to avoid being rubbed on by anyone signaling the plane and swag surfing and had a good time. But here came the freaks to ruin the night. Or maybe highlight the night bc it is quite amusing to see these dudes talk to me.
One dude whos breath smelled of cigarrettes and two bottles of Henney asked me if he could kidnap me into the VIP section. Sorry homie your breath is kickin like Van Dam and you being in VIP aint changing that.
The next dude decided to stand in front of me the whole night periodically asking me the same question "why is 36 to old for you?" Finally he went away when I told him he was not age appropriate for me and I was not going to give him my number so pls leave me aloooone.
The next dude (dam I was pimpin last night) was drunkinly stuttering to the point that I had really no clue what he was saying. All i understood was "you, pretty" "like music" and "call you".. I just nodded and ignored till he went away.
The next dude didnt talk to me but I was really contemplating going up to talk to him bc he was super cute and def a "Melissa dude"...while he was sober. Througout teh night the dude got drunk and basically looked like he was sleeping at the bar. If youve ever seen someone sleeping standing up its the funniest thing. He then continues to wobble all around, his clothes started becoming more disheveled and I just got a smh from my friends with a "of course thats the dude you like"
While the freaks talking to me really sucks and has me sitting at home wondering what it is that dras these ppl to me, it really does make for quite an entertaining eveining and laughs for days.

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