clubbin'

yeah, i went clubbing tonight. I don't usually do such, but Daniel and i drove down to Statesboro to see Pippa and hang out with her friends. They spent most of the afternoon getting drunk, no not really but they had a lot to drink, especially Daniel. He bought me this energy drink called full throttle and i swear that junk is liquid cocain or something, i was buzzed. Anyway they were drinking and we got ready to go out at around 10 something. I wore these four inch heels (bad move china) and there were about ten or twelve of us and we walked (they opted to walk since they claimed it wasn't far but it was in freakin Russia almost). We got there and it was free drinks till eleven. I had had one smirnoff triple black back at the house and Daniel got me a vodka tonic that i took two sips out of, i'm not much of a drinker. Anyway we were chillin and dancing and all that and suddenly this cute guy starts talking to Kina (one of Pippa's girls) and apparently he thought i was cute ( shock horror) and wanted to talk to me. When i went to the loo, as i was coming out he stopped me and asked my name and stuff. Then he asked me to dance and i obliged.

He raped me on the dancefloor. No, no...... it was a mutual rape. Not just sex, but rape. And i liked it. Seriously though, we were dancing intensely. I mean i was all up on him and stuff and he was grabbing my waist and all that, it was cool. I felt.....horny i'll admit, but it was nice. It really wasn't all that graphic because bear in mind it's still me here. But it was sexy and hot and sweaty. Then i think i broke my feet. I was in four inch heels and thank God for that arb country song they played which gave us black people a chance to sit down. We did and we talked for about an hour until i had to leave. He got my number and i got his and it was all gravy. He's called since and we talk almost every night briefly. He is a busy busy man. He needs a nickname. Oh, by the way he has officially replaced Bigg. I have no desire for Bigg whatsoever anymore. Which is probably due to the fact that i have this new distraction to keep my thoughts occupied and that is enough incentive to forget all about Bigg. He doesn't even phase me anymore, i like that. I am not telling anyone about this new guy though. Just my cuz Pippa, cuz she was there, plus Migsy cuz...well he's Migsy and Ru because she's my best friend. OK, that is still a lot but i am not telling just every random person, i am trying tokeep things in perspective.

Ok, so i lie. I mean i do TRY to keep things in perspective but i noticed something funny the other day. If me and this guy were to have a relationship that resulted in marriage or something, i would be Samantha Stevens, like the lady from Bewiched. Isn't that funny? No? Yeah i know that is psycho of me to think this about a guy i just met. Let me stop. I have a date with him this Saturday or Monday, depending on when i go down there again. I am scared he'll be disappointed. He thought i was cute then, but what if it was just the night, the atmosphere, the drinks. Ok so he wasn't drinking, but still. I am scared he'll think twice and decide i would be a good friend to have. That would suck. OK i am thinking way too hard about this, i need to get a grip. See, this is why i aint got no damn body.