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05 January 2002 @ 07:07 pm
Last Night  
I got home at about 3am, and Shawkial's sister (the not really cute one) was asleep on the couch, so i couldn't do an entry last night, however being a silly person, i wrote some notes down before bed, so i'll do some transcribing now.

There were a lot more hot girls at the club than usual this time, not that that makes any big difference it seems. 0% of a group being interested in me is still zero, whether the group is large or small.

I ran into Deirdre's friend and her bf. I should try to get in contact with Deirdre again, it would be nice to go clubbing with her some more. Perhaps i should go by the Dungeon on sunday, perhaps now that she's got a job perhaps she's started going there again.

I saw a cute girl there who kind of reminded me of Morna, and one that really reminded me of Allyn.

I also ran into the cute waitress who always wants to read what my shirts say, this time she wanted to look at the skull on my collar, since my shirt was one i've worn before. I should buy some new shirts so that she'll keep paying attention to me =)

Lots of other cute girls wearing lots of cool and/or pretty and/or sexy clothes. Too bad none of them even noticed my existance.

I wish i could tell what girls thought of me, so i could know which things i do are helpfull and which aren't. Or at least know which girls thought that i was attractive so that i could at least feel comfortable trying to hit on someone.

For all i know there are girls there that would have been interested in me, but were waiting for me to make the first move. God damn fucking patriarchy! Instead of having romantic dreams when i was younger of some girl comng along and sweeping me off my feet i should have been learning how to harass women. Sure a lot of them hate it, but enough of them seem to like it that it almost seems worth it. Look at Bricriu after all.

Of course most of the women there probably wouldn't have measured up to my standards in the social or romantic department, or so i keep trying to convince myself at least.

Of course it's always possible that there was some girl there that would be perfect for me, but she didn't pay any attention to me because i'm not attractive enough or aggressive enough. Then again maybe i wasn't paying any attention to her because she was hidden away in a corner or she had blonde hair or something.
 
 
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