It is officially 1 week from the Big V...Valentine's Day (dumdumdum).
You are either a) completely and totally extatic because you have someone who you deeply care about to spend it with, b) could not care less because you are too cool and think that it is just an overly commercialized excuse to spend money, or c) completely dreading it because everyone around you has someone to spend it with but you and you plan on spending the day locked up in your room with Sex and the City DVD's and a huge tub of ice cream and/or lots and lots of liquor. I choose c...except I will replace that tub of ice cream with more liquor, but probably not because I love any excuse to eat a ton of ice cream. Plus alcohol is a depressant, so I will just end up feeling worse about the whole "alone" thing. Besides, it's illegal, and I wouldn't want to condone anything illegal ;-)
Anywho, tonight I went to my first mixer...at Metro. Really cool place; kind of lame party. But it did introduce me to the whole bar scene, and what it takes to get noticed by men. From this experience, I have put together this equasion:
1 Revealing Dress + >4 alcoholic beverages = Making out with some random guy
Alright, I've tried this, and I didn't get anywhere with it. Flashback to the Kappa Sig Heaven N' Hell party in October. I was wearing a man's shirt, boxers, and black patten-leather pumps (which I love). More importantly, I was wasted...really really wasted. I was dancing on the house's fireplace. I was schnockered. Any guy could have at least made out with me, ANY GUY. But no, before I got too wasted, nobody tried to get with me. That huge hit to my ego caused me to drink even more, and eventually...I got too drunk. We will just leave it at that.
Moral of that story: Ya'll ugly guys missed your chance. I was very mentally, not to mention visually, impared that night, but nobody took advantage of me. And now? I really don't want to get with you ugly, short guys. After that night, I will never get that drunk again (because I know better now than to mix sports drinks with hard liquor)...or at least I will not be that drunk in the forseeable future. So sorry, ya'll missed your chance. The boat has gone...it's sailing away....
Ok, it might be coming back. But only because Valentine's day is in one week, and I need someone to buy me some hard liquor.
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