Best Night Ever

Mann... my life pretty much sucks right now.

Let's see... last Saturday, I was invited
to hit Ministry of Sound
by a gal I really like (shut up, jackass).

I don't dance, I don't drink, I don't smoke.

Usually in a club, I'm just like a statue.
A weird-looking statue.

Anyway, we were in the 'cage' when
she began 'dirty-dancing' with some guy...
right smack in front of me.

Ah yes... the best thing ever!

I knew I didn't have the right to
say anything, so I just had to stand there
and pretend that I'm having a blast.

We were there to celebrate her birthday,
so yeah, I just sucked it up.

But after that, I couldn't bear to watch her
dance (once again, shut your mouth, jackass)
so I got out of there.

Later when we were sitting outside,
I smiled and went like, 'yeah! having fun! lots of fun!'

Ok, not exactly like that,
but you get the picture.

Later when we parted ways,
I remembered that I forgot to give her
the present I bought.

On top of all that.... when I really wanted
to be alone, an extremely talkative friend
of theirs (time and place for everything, k?)
just HAD to tag along.

Best night ever!

Well enough of that