Last Friday Night
Shout out to Katy Perry. I don’t really know what you are doing with yourself right now, but your song TGIF gave me inspiration for this title…but I also feel the need to give you credit just because…idk laws I guess?
Last week was a full seven days of craziness. I had presentations and essays and projects on top of projects, and the list just goes on. BUTTTT Friday, I was good. Usually on Fridays my brain is tired and my whole body is exhausted so all I want to do is go home and take a nap…then wake up and have some dinner…then go back to sleep…then it will be Saturday morning.
When I was home I got a text…
I feel the need to say that I keep my phone silent okay? no ringing or buzzing…none of that bling bling nonsense, I just rely on myself frequently checking my phone.
Continuing… it was a text from my friend asking if I wanted to go to dinner at this place “Earls.” I have been to Earls before, the food is good, I would still critique it…actually I will right now
Okay the Lobster mac & cheese is too salty for me, but I still eat it tho
Their Kung Pao Chicken Noodle dish thing…I don’t rememeber the name…the chicken was dry BUT the noodles, yUm yUm…I still eat it tho
The Garlic Fries suuuper Garlic-ly BUT with the sauce woooeeeiii…I still eat it tho
I have tried more food than that since I have gone to Earls but Im trying to tell a story here. Anyway, It is the season of Lent, and I decided to go out BUT I am not able to eat meat so inner me is like “wats the point den,” but another part of me was like “don’t b that anti-social person,” so I went.
I slipped in like one tiny piece of chicken… very tiny…doesn’t count…at least no we know Im not Jesus
Score Board Lea: 0 Chicken: 6,403,463,480 +1
To continue, I was there very tired eating my Pao talking about college…which I did not want to do… I just wanted my Pao. But then the restaurant gets crazy loud. With the people and the music, and Im like wtF maybe I want to have a conversation (that’s not about college), but no I cant hear.
The loudness is mainly the music. They changed from someone working the aux or whatever to a DJ. A song comes on that I really like and inner me is goin’ “You’ll regret it if you don’t ask the waiter-lady what that song is” and introverted me is like “Stop drawing attention to yourself,” but extroverted me is like “Get you’re @ss UP, make these moves, and own your life.”
By the time I’m having this conversation in my head, its time to leave the resturant…so I ask for a to-go box. Okay, so I also ask her what song is playing. She reports back…I look up the song on YouTube, listen to it, then download it on my Spotify.
As we leave, the DJ plays another BOP and inner me again is like “you’ll regret not asking for this one too.” So I ask the waitress on my way to the door what THIS song is, and she was all “the DJ is over there”…in a nice way. I walk over to the DJ booth, which just looks like a tall foldable table behind some large pillar. I’m standing next to the dude trying to get his attention. He sees me and takes off his headphones and looks at me and I’m like…HE CUUTTEE THHOOOOO. I ask what songs he’s playing, he says he can send them to me. Soooo I decide to give him my email…and it has been about 8 going on 9 days since he has given me that juicy playlist
That’s the end of my story, I would just like to say that I had high hopes for this guy, I thought he was different, he broke my heart in another way…the musical way…I’m not sure that makes sense, but I was lookin’ forward to having these songs and a future with them but some things just don’t go the way you want them to.
Afterwards we got ice cream and went home.
When I got home I had to pack for New York. I was going to NY to retrieve my brother and drag him back home.
Now that I’m thinking about this, he told me we were gonna go to Popeyes when he gets home…we did not…
No music, no food, the next guy is probably going to take Netflix away from me.