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Friday, August 19, 2005

Salsa dancing

Here's a secret: I quite dislike smelly hot places like Velvet. I don't know why I let people convince me that dancing among small, ugly, pushy boys is any fun. I took myself off Salsa dancing last night all on my own. The fun about this is that you get to dance with random boys and twirling about is fun after a few sangrias. The not so fun thing is which random boy you might end up with. Normally, it's not so bad and you get to have a good laugh with someone fat and quite ungainly. But last night, a rat in a stripey shirt decided he would dance with me. I say he decided because I didn't seem to have much say in the matter. He kept jollying past and dragging me out on the dance floor, whispering what he must have thought were arousing things into my most unwilling ear.

So, it was back to dancing among small, ugly, pushy boys. All the same really. I'd forgotten.

I ran around the club trying to hide until I bumped into Fil who I hadn't seen in ages. He was on a date with a gorgeous girl.

"Oh my god! what are you doing here?"

"I don't know. What are you doing here?" he asked, as I ducked behind the bar. "Here, meet Julia. We keep singing you scuttling around the bar. You're avoiding some ex again aren't you?"

"No, I just met this weirdo today. He keeps dragging me out and then saying horrible seductive things to me."

"Oh too bad. Why don't you just go somewhere else?"

That was the cue to get out of of his date. How depressing.

The stripey rat was looking about for me again so I made a quick exit round the side and found myself in Lecka Lecka. Ice-cream is always a comfort, especially when you realise you're at a stage in life where you're running away from boys. Then I went home, at 11pm, and watched this old porn DVD that some boy had left behind months ago which I'd rediscovered recently. Didn't even feel remotely aroused so I went to bed at midnight.

Even the girls-wanna-have-fun girls have their low days.


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