So I've been invited out for New Years, but not by the person I expected. My mum invited me down to the local bowling club to celebrate there instead of being at home alone.
At first, I'm like "well fuck that. A room full of old people? Old music I don't even recognise? That sounds awful." But that's not what it'll be. My mum tells me there are plenty of young people there, and that though there will be old music from one of the bands, there's another band playing that's closer to my generation. So it's nowhere near as awful as I'm making it out to be.
I still fear it'll be a little awkward. I mean, I'm there with my mum for fuck's sake :P On one hand, that's like... weird. On the other, though, does it really matter? Will anyone care? No one who matters would care. And I don't have to hang around her if I find someone else to talk to. That's the other scary part, though: I don't really have any wing-people, so to speak. If I wanna talk to someone, whoever it is, I'm on my own. I can't have my mum introduce me: that would be more awkward than introducing myself :P My mum did say it'd be acceptable for people to dance by themselves and that you wouldn't get looked at funny if you were without a partner, so at least I'll be able to shake my groove thang without too much worry :)
My mum even said I could get laid, speaking of the many 'loosy-goosy' women who would be present at the club :P But if I went, I wouldn't expecting anything in the sex department. I mean, my mum is technically right—I could get laid—but the odds are slim-to-nil. I don't wanna go just for the sake of that: I wanna go out to have fun. If having fun means getting laid, then that's cool, but it must be incidental. I'm not gonna go out there and approach women for the sole purpose of losing my V-card; that would be silly.
I think it's gonna come down to how I feel on the day. If I feel like going out, I'll go; if not, I'll stay home. If I go out when I don't want to, I'll hate it; and if I don't go out when I don't want to, I'll regret my decision. I can always walk home if I go and it turns out shit, so there's no real risk involved in actually going.
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