You can suck my imaginary dick for all I care~

Hey everyone. I feel like I haven’t done this kind of post in a long time so here it goes: how my Saturday night went from fun to okay to meh to I hate the world.

I went clubbing with friends and I invited a mutual friend, T, knowing this person is interested in a girl in that group of friends. When we got to the club, it was empty, dead. So of us decided to stick around while others opted to go pre-drink at a local bar. I stayed at the club; I didn’t feel like going back and forth. After a while, it became crowded and we danced, it was fun. A little bit passed midnight, I decided to head home. I have laryngitis right now so I didn’t want to stay up too late and worse my state.

On my way to the metro, I met with the people who were just leaving the bar and they convinced me to come back to the club with them, promising they would drive me home so I accepted. We danced and it was fun! My feet were killing me and just as I was about to ask if I could get that ride home, everyone migrated to karaoke. Even though I can’t speak or sing, I joined since it’s always fun to watch people sing and I would be able to sit and relax my feet.

Wrong. Somehow, the group was split and I ended up in a karaoke room with people I didn’t know. Awkward. So I hung out most of the time in the hallway, playing FIFA and drinking with the staff who had pity for me since my friends were pretty much deserting me.

When I saw the friend who had promised me a ride home, he told me he had to leave but that my other friend had promised to take care of me. I didn’t mind since that other friend, T, drove me home a few times already. I waited patiently while that friend was picking up another friend, M, and as soon as he was back, I asked him when I could go home.

He told me that since he was taking M home and other people, it would be in a while since he just got here. I thought that was reasonable. So I waited. And waited. While everyone sang, I was browsing Internet on my iPod and talking to friends on Facebook chat, most of them telling me to go home since it was already so late.

Since I can’t talk, I texted T and BEGGED him to take me home. No reply. Texted a few more times but still nothing. When he came back in our karaoke room, he acted as if nothing happened and that was it for me. I stayed a few minutes, got up, didn’t say anything and walked out like a boss.

I grabbed a cab and later texted M that I was gone and to tell T. The reply didn’t come in until a while later: either they noticed that I had been gone for a while and the guy at the front told them that I had left or M happened to check his phone and saw my text. Either way, M texted me that he thinks T’s phone is dead and that’s he says sorry. My reply?

01[7]01[5]YOU CAN SUCK MY IMAGINARY DICK FOR ALL I CARE.0101[9]

 

If you’re going to take responsibility and take it upon yourself to get me home safely, without me even asking you to, then fucking do it in a timely matter. I was going to go home with the last metro, which would have cost me nothing but because I trusted you, I decided to have fun a little bit more but ended up spending 40$ that I don’t have on a cab ride four hours later. It’s not like I acted like a brat about it either: I asked you once, you told me to wait. I asked again two hours later, no reply. Got fed up. You owe me 40$, pal.

It sucks because before the karaoke, I had a lot of fun at the club. One dude tried to pick us up my friend and I… we both didn’t say anything and stared at him until he said : “ Do you speak English?” and I replied : “ No speak English no” and he left. Another time, while I was at the bar getting a water bottle, a guy decided to be suave and pay for my water bottle. Thanks dude, but that still won’t get me in your pants. Or to dance with you as a matter of fact.

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Update: Ok so obviously I wrote this when I was still upset. I talked to my friend (well via texts… laryngitis = no voice) and he was really sorry and we made up. I also apologised for turning down his previous apologies.

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