I don't know how to shut the hell up sometimes

last saturday night i almost got my ass kicked at some club nearby here's the story.


ummm i still dont know exactly what happened. one second i was dancing next second i know i have some black guy yelling at me all getting up in my face. i couldnt understand a word he was saying a) cause of the music and b) i wasnt used to his accent so i kept on saying what, i can't hear you. some girl that i saw maybe 4 minutes before all this came over to pull him away. she said something bout you should get the hell out of here. i started scratching my head continued dancing for a second. he came up to me again. i really wanted to punch him at this point but thought it'd be kinda stupid. i've never been kicked out of a club before and didnt want to start a trend. the girl pulls him away from me again ( mind you this girl was white and the black dude was a lil bit biger than me and had a couple more pound of muscle but at the same time he was surely british, so i automatically assume he is a pussy and never had anything really scary happened to him so i didnt care, i know someone of you will say oh so what makes you so tought luke? i say have you ever had your lip almost completely ripped off or thought some coked out douchebag that you kicked out of your house was wandering around with a gun? yeah two closed fists from some guy who doesnt even have to worry bout guns makes me laugh a little.)

so the girl pulls him away again and says you bloody hell should get out of here. i turned around the kid i was with had completely peaced it by then. fucking pussy. so i leave just to find out where he went. like ditching your mate isnt an acceptable thing to do unless you're gonna get a shag out of it. once i catch up with him and find out why he... Read More left, cause he's a racist asain and is afraid of black guys. i leave him to go back to the club. i was very pissed off someone thought they had a right to make me and my bud feel so comfortable that he left. by that time i was so drunk i thought the principal of it was so important that i didn't care that i was gonna get my ass kicked. got back in, ordered another beer. walked around the whole club, couldnt find the guy. so i left. that was my saturday night.


thursday night was a ridiculous time also. have you been so drunk that you knew you were a couple blocks away but had no idea exactly where you were so you took a cab back? I did, I have no idea how much it cost. I didnt know about the cab until maybe 5pm the next day when my room mate (scott) asked me if i remembered that i ditched him at some kebab place and told him i was going to take a taxi.