I will be waking up and will begin my journey back home. It is the end of exam week. It is the end of the semester and I have a month before the next semester starts. To celebrate this monumental passage in time. Rich, Pat, Emily, Emu and I went to the Dock. Any other day the dock is a gay bar, which I have no issue with, but the night that we went was the industrial dance night. Which was a new experience for me. I was more used to the bump and grind variety, if you catch my drift. 

 I wish I had pictures of our outfits, because Emily, Emu and I looked amazing. Emily and Emu had their hair in pigtails. Sheneal helped me straighten mine and I wore it down. Emily dressed in a scoopneck black longsleeved shirt and a jean skirt splattered in paint, which was super cute, and knee high leather boots.  Emu, wore a black bikini top, underneath a purple and black short sleeve top and a black and purple skirt with black shorties and fishnets. I wore a black bandeu bra, Black deep plunge in the front and no back halter, a yellow and black miniskirt with pockets, fishnets, and my open toe stiletto zipups. Needless to say we looked super hot and felt super cold. It started to snow, on the way there, but it didn’t stick. 

 I recived two phone numbers last night, and they came to me. It’s nice to know, that even though I’ve been single for a while. “I still got it Eddie.”- Betty Boop. The first number was from a really sweet guy who actually works security there, whose name was David, and he came up to me while I was at the bar getting a sprite. Which was really cool, because I got all my drinks free.  

  He said and I repeat. “ I just want to let you know that you are absolutely gorgeous, and I would like to take you out on a date, would you mind writing down your number so we can stay connected?” Of course, I don’t have a cell phone, so he gave me his phone number, and I folded it up and put it in my pocket. Then I danced basically the night away. Around 2, we just chilled in the bar area and talked. When we were joined by two women. One was obviously a post operation transexual, but that is irrellevant. They were both extremely tipsy. 

  The one who was in a purple top was all over Rich and Pat, I sat and watched them, it was quite hilarious. They were talking to them, and then the transexual started showing off her boobs. The girl in the purple top, was like why don’t you touch them, and Rich blurts out that he can’t because he has a girlfriend. The girl asks him who his girlfriend is, and he points to me. RIGHT, when I am talking to Victor, who was super cute and super interested. Thank goodness, I already got his phone number, because he was just too nerdy not to get to know me. 

I mean how cute are we?

Kousagii