What I did on New Year's Eve...By The Monkey Queen Herself
Just for the record I am a spaz, but I don't regret being a spaz. Anyway, so I was dead set on doing nothing, but I kept getting invites from people to go places. I just decided to go out and figured nothing big would happen anyway. So I went to Columbia, MO, where this guy Tom and his friends were hanging out at this thing called First Night. There were a couple bands playing and some puppet show. The band was ok, but the kids and adults dancing that was amusing. I wish I had a video camera to make a mockumentary later on. Then we went to a puppet show. I am not quite sure I understood anything that was going on. I seriously at certain points in time wanted to laugh, which was probably evil of me. Then we went back, some people drank, I swear I felt tempted. Upside is I didn't and I really hope I can keep this going. There is nothing in drinking that makes me come out on top. The headache, the expensiveness, and the disgusting taste do not make it worth the trouble. Anyway, next off we went to a bar with a ton of secondhand smoke and one really great band and another really crappy wannabe band. Everyone got up and danced, but I sat in my chair. People should realize I will sit back and listen to the music. I don't really feel compelled to get up and make an ass out of myself in front of people. I prefer to sit back and watch a bunch of people make asses out of themselves. Besides I admit it I'm not massively social. I will talk to people in small groups, but when a ton of people are in a room I don't want to be the center of attention. Then again it all changes when I have a cause and there is something I am passionate about (like teaching or something to that nature). Anyway, Tom kept coming up to me and make some conversation, which was hard in the loud room. His friend Paul came up to me a few times, but he looked like he was irritated for some reason. I guess he had a tiff with this really cool girl I met, Jessie, one of Tom's friends. He keeps some cool people around him mainly. I really only liked Paul, Jessie, and James out of Tom's friends. The other girls seemed ok, but not too interesting. It was pretty fun to watch some random kid accross the street in a Santa Claus Hat, some army pants, and a stick. I swear chop off the penis and you would have me when I was 18. Oh man and some girl was wearing capris, which I don't understand why people buy pants missing pieces. I also didn't understand why wear capris and a sweatshirt. Why not just go all out and deck yourself in a tank top minus the sweatshirt. Anyway, me and Tom went back to spend the New Year with Jessie, which was far more interesting than spending it in a smoky bar. I was actually not too thrilled with this part, aside for the drummer singing in the first band. I was coerced into drinking sprite or 7 up as we all ushered in the New Years. Jessie and Tom gave me a hug, much to my chagrin and then we all watched fireworks. The fireworks part and the New Year's ushering in was the best part. I am more of a small crowd person. Next year I might hang out with a few select people, rather than alone or with a bunch of people. I had a good time though, but I forgot to pay my rent check and had to leave before I got too tired. I guess what kind of hampered the night is that I am pmsing, because I get my period this week. I think I talked more in the smaller groups than the larger one. So I guess I give the night a B, because it was ok but not my style.