i went out dancing again last night but this time to a place i've been to before. i wanted to go out to west hollywood and just be part of the big scene. at least over there no one steps on my toes, hahahaa. at first, like last time, i got the pain in the pit of my stomach. the fear. i didn't want to go out alone. but i forced myself to do it. this is what i must do! i must forget her and move on with my life! i must meet new people and start to date again. (actually for the first time as i've never been out on a date date before.)

i got there early, just after they opened so the place was dead. the reason i was there so early was so that i could get in for free. i'm sorry but money is tight these days. paying for drinks and parking is enough to blow my budget. what if i meet cool people and buy them drinks? i don't need to pay an entrance fee as well. so anyway i grab a table and just sit there, waiting for shit to happen. before too many people get there though, i better go grab a drink from the bar 'cos later on someone will snatch my seat in that short period of leaving to get a drink. i return with my default drink i always order and nurse it slowly. eventually people start to come in. there's a couple at the bar. they kind of look familiar. one of them looks like a friend i have. i almost texted my friend to say, hey, i'm out at a club and there's a girl that looks just like you. then the couple starts to walk my way and i hope they walk right past me so i can get a better look as i'm not wearing my glasses. i think last week i wore my glasses and that's a first for me at a club. perhaps that is why no one came up to me? well, that doesn't explain all the years of going to clubs without glasses and no one coming up to me. (then again, all those times i was going out with ex- so perhaps they sniffed that we were together and respected that.) now i'm single and have to play by new rules. well that sounded like a cool sentence but i'm digressing from the point big time.

the couple walks past me and i realize, hey, i know these girls! in fact, the one girl doesn't just look like my friend, it IS my friend! and her sister whom i haven't seen in at least a decade! so we hang out for the rest of the evening. we drink our drinks, we dance, a go-go dancer gives me a necklace (i didn't give her any money! i swear my back was turned to her and she just suddenly gave me a present), and we say screw this place, let's go across the street. ok, so my friend said that, not me. i hate this club but it's all i know. they taught me that other clubs exist. we had to wait in a long line because it's a popular place but once we finally got in, damn that place was packed! i think i'm going there from now on. i'm so glad i ran into them. my evening was much better for it. i had a good time. i just wonder if it prevented me from going up and talking to people. nargh, screw it. this taught me that other clubs exist and perhaps helped to give me confidence to go out and meet new people. thanks girls!