The Woman is Responsible for Bitching
[ rakaur on Sun Feb 27 at 12:27 PM // category: kori, life, relationships ]
So, I went to a dance tonight. The dance is called TWIRP, which is an acronym meaning “the woman is responsible for paying.” That should explain the title.
I never planned on going. Someone in our little circle of friends didn’t have a date, and you can’t go stag, so she asked me. I said no. Then someone else in our little group that doesn’t like the former person told me not to go. So, just to spite her, I said yes. I don’t have any particular fondness for either of them, but I figured “hey, last year, why not?”
Over all it was decent. The music sucked ass though. My date ditched me almost instantly and danced with a ton of other people, which I don’t care about because I don’t like her. Then, when no one would dance with her she comes running to me. No, thanks. She got pissy. Apparently everyone wanted me to say no, so she’d get her payback for the ditching. I couldn’t have cared less, honestly.
It was nothing personal; I wouldn’t have danced with anyone else either. If it was someone I cared about and that cared about me, maybe, but otherwise, I just don’t dance. I mean, you’re lucky to get me in a tie and to the dance in the first place. My social ineptitude won’t allow much else.
I saw Kori a few times and talked to her for a while, which is always nice. Kori’s the first close friend I’ve had in quite some time, and it’s a shame I don’t get to see her more often. We hardly ever do anything together outside of school. I really care about her, and she’s probably the best friend I have, so it’s a bummer.
Oh man, I need a girlfriend.
-- rakaur // 2005.02.27 @ 12:27 PM
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