It must have been the fifth time we talked about this when we're up here, but this time, the conversation was joined by our very own super Homosexual friend who spanked me with an umbrella he got from the girl I was having a woman-crush on. (AKA. a normal 'crush')
We were then joined again by the ladies we came to this club with. My blue-eyed friend tried again to make his approach while I take away the heat from our gay friend and this cute girl named Elinor. This was when I realized, we were quite drunk. I knew I was making advances on this girl all night, but the reason I came out that night in the first place started texting me. After we came down to the club from the roof top again, I just left instead. I knew there was nothing I could do since the girls were becoming boring. Two of the nicest girls I've ever known, but I left the club to this possibly taken girl, what the fuck was wrong with me?
I met her in front of 7-Eleven. Oh the joy of that place. She was looking nice in her one piece dress, and her smile melted me a little. She was accompanied by her tiny little friend who probably had a Napoleon complex. I skipped the introduction since I knew both of them and I just again tried to talk to her privately. It was dumb luck that the other girl was then approached by this British creep, making cheap advances on her. I didn't mind because that let me really tell my 'friend' what I wanted to do to her that night. She was telling me that I should talk to her friend since she was going back to her place and not home. I moved my attention to her friend now but it was too late since the British creep just began to really creep them both out. Napoleon fled the battle dragging away Joséphine de Beauharnais. I just looked at them when they walked away since I told myself that I'm not running after a girl anymore.
Yours truly, Mr. British Pick-Up Confucius then grabbed me by the shoulder and said,"Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose." I had never wanted to punch someone in the face more in my life. I said fuck it to myself and went into Big Pizza to get a nice slice of pie. It was majestic.
I texted her a short, "Where are you?" looking to meet up again but her phone died. Holding my Vegetarian pizza, I walked up the hill of LKF towards the club which I left my ladies and gents, I met the creep again. This time he was hitting on a Korean chick who spoke middle school level English. I began laughing loudly at him openly as his friend asked me if I knew him. I told them, he had just cockblocked me. His friends said that they had just met this creep tonight as well and decided to go out together. Holding a pizza in my hand, I decided to cockblock him back.
It was but 5 minutes later that I began kissing this Korean girl intensely in front of the guy. I was stopped at one time by another random guy congratulating me for being awesome.
"You wear this hat and yet making out with this gorgeous lady," he said. It was only right that I gave him the rest of my pizza. I had my hands free now and I began making out with her again. That was then when my friends, both gents and ladies walked by me. I said good bye to the Korean girl and came back to my peeps. I was immediately congratulated with a fist bump from the girls and I decided to just shut the fuck up. The only reason I really left the Korean girl, who is GORGEOUS, was because I had a mission. I tried sending texts to my Josephine again and failed. So we, 5 of us cabbed back to Fo-ge-dai-ho.
I was later informed that throughout the whole taxi-ride, my blue-eyed friend was being touched heavily by our never-shutting-up gay friend, as he was doing the same to his target. Oh how I love sitting shot gun.
Yours truly, Mr. British Pick-Up Confucius then grabbed me by the shoulder and said,"Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose." I had never wanted to punch someone in the face more in my life. I said fuck it to myself and went into Big Pizza to get a nice slice of pie. It was majestic.
I texted her a short, "Where are you?" looking to meet up again but her phone died. Holding my Vegetarian pizza, I walked up the hill of LKF towards the club which I left my ladies and gents, I met the creep again. This time he was hitting on a Korean chick who spoke middle school level English. I began laughing loudly at him openly as his friend asked me if I knew him. I told them, he had just cockblocked me. His friends said that they had just met this creep tonight as well and decided to go out together. Holding a pizza in my hand, I decided to cockblock him back.
It was but 5 minutes later that I began kissing this Korean girl intensely in front of the guy. I was stopped at one time by another random guy congratulating me for being awesome.
"You wear this hat and yet making out with this gorgeous lady," he said. It was only right that I gave him the rest of my pizza. I had my hands free now and I began making out with her again. That was then when my friends, both gents and ladies walked by me. I said good bye to the Korean girl and came back to my peeps. I was immediately congratulated with a fist bump from the girls and I decided to just shut the fuck up. The only reason I really left the Korean girl, who is GORGEOUS, was because I had a mission. I tried sending texts to my Josephine again and failed. So we, 5 of us cabbed back to Fo-ge-dai-ho.
I was later informed that throughout the whole taxi-ride, my blue-eyed friend was being touched heavily by our never-shutting-up gay friend, as he was doing the same to his target. Oh how I love sitting shot gun.
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