So I'm drunk,
and its 3 am shanghai time.
I just got back from a club.
I. Hate. Clubs.
They're like every bar mitzvah I never enjoyed.
Why can't one person go up to another in the street and say
"hey, you're cute, and if you're interested I would like to have sex with you."
What would be so wrong with that?
Instead, we have a multi-billion dollar a year industry called "clubbing"
which involves very loud, bad music, seizure inducing colored light craziness,
and evil sex dancing
which isn't dancing,
and isn't sex.
Fuck. that. Shit.
I just got back from a club.
A girl I thought was way into me but wasn't that pretty,
but was cute, and tres cool, and I was worried I'd hook up with,
turns out to be a full-fledged lesbian,
complete with long distance gal-friend.
I danced with some girl from my progrm who lives in off campus housing,
who we on-campusers dont see that often,
but she seemed a little too interested in taking those crazy
ridiculous
self-held digital camera photos,
and I just didn't have the energy to invest in
2 more hours dancing to maybe get a number,
maybe get invited back to her place,
so I said I'd be right back and
never was.
Then when I came back to see if maybe it wasn't so bad this time,
I was hailed by this group of too good to be true
gorgeous brasilian women.
They were really, really, beautiful,
very tan with very blue eyes.
Within 40 seconds of sitting down,
one of them put my hand on another one's breast.
They both looked at me.
The one I was sitting next to started making out with me,
and then squeezed my crotch.
So we were all making out, and I was getting felt up.
And thought, drunk as I was: This cannot be real.
So then we start making out.
"What are you doing here in Shanghai?"
"I'm a student at __University! What are you doing here?"
"I'm an escort."
"...oh.......uh...I'm a student, I have no money." and I make to get up.
She holds me down literally by my crotch,
makes out with me,
and says
" you dont need money to have a girl"
Maybe she was not lying,
maybe I could have just gone with the flow,
and made it happen tonight.
Instead, I went home.
Right? Wrong?
I dont think I'll ever know.
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hahaha probably the right decision
ReplyDeleteyippeee. on the other extreme, a really socially awkward and unattractive english nerd basically proposed to me on a second date.
i love these games haha