Out On The Town

"It's always been inside of you, ooh, ooh, and now it's time to let it through, ooh, ooh."
- Katy Perry, Firework

Tonight I went out and did a terrible thing. Not terrible in the, "I will hate myself forever" way. Just in the, "I shouldn't have done that, it was really cruel" way.

I was out at a bar celebrating a friend's 20th birthday and a guy asked me to dance. I allowed him. He wasn't Wrecking Ball, and I was painfully aware of that all night. I was just trying to have a good time and dance with a stranger, but no, all I could think of was Wrecking Ball. Don't get me wrong - I wasn't trying to put him out of my mind. I was just hoping to have fun dancing with this poor guy who wanted me badly but had no idea that I had no intention of doing anything with him, and that was really hard to do with how much Wrecking Ball was on my mind. I really just wanted to be with him all night and I didn't even see him today. The guy was buying me a drink at the bar and one of the guys that was part of the party asked if I was going to fuck him. "Fuck him?" I laughed. "I'm not even going to let him kiss me."

I gave him a fake number, which is coincidentally Acadia's number. Heheh... I realized after I had gotten in the cab and he told me he would call me that this has the potential for disaster, since Acadia could very well give the guy my real information. I hadn't thought that through.

At one point, Great Big Sea's "Home for a Rest" started playing. He asked if I could keep up with the song. I took off my heels and did a demonstration of my tap dancing skills, which wasn't bad for a buzzed/tipsy/drunk/whatever girl who hasn't tapped in almost two years. It was brilliantly fun. Unfortunately, in taking off my boots, I lost my money. I don't know how much I had had on me. I will figure it out now. I had withdrawn 40$, and coat check was 1,50$. I bought a drink for 4,75$, so I should have had 33,75$ left. When I realized my money was missing, I panicked. Dancing guy pulled 30$ from his wallet and gave it to me. I was so relieved I could have kissed him, but instead I hugged him tightly. I feel like a bad person for taking it from him but uh... he offered, so...

No, no excuse, that was a really crap thing to do, especially since I still gave him a fake number. He was going on and on about how special I am and how I'm a gem and one of a kind. He said I'm amazing. I wondered what I could have possibly done to attract him so much. I was wearing a pleather mini skirt and danced quite sensually, which may have been a large part of it. Whatever though. I told him I was crazy, and I blocked his attempt to kiss me before he gave me the money. I really only feel bad because I know I should feel bad.