Rendezvous
22 October 05 : 03.44 AM
I was at Attica with Kim tonight. It was just the two of us, strange to be clubbing with just one person, but I guess it ended up quite well. I met this guy who I really enjoyed talking to, that is, until Kim said something and we parted. He was with this French guy, and by the end of the night, I saw the French guy and didn't see him and was kinda disappointed.
I'm a little embarrassed to say I can't remember his name, because he introduced himself when we first entered the club, and I couldn't really be bothered to take much notice. Worst yet, I didn't even reply to the French guy when he said hi. I wasn't planning to enjoy the night, plus, Clarence told me something that really upsetted me and I wasn't in the mood at all.
Anyway, the guy turned out to be really smart, funny, sweet and well, that's about it I guess, but it made me want to talk to him more. We talked about music and how I'm such an embarrassment for being able to sing along to retro songs, songs his band used to play, basically the things you talk about with strange men. I tell him how he looks like someone I used to have a crush on, and he asked why so, and my reply was barely an answer of a three year old, "Erm, he talks nice." "In what why nice? Doesn't swear?" he asks, and I couldn't explain it, so I just shrug and say, "I don't know, he talks nice. Nicely." God, I'm such a douche.
Our last conversation went something along the line of...
"I'll tell the police (bouncer, I can't remember) on you. You're underaged."
"Oh yeah? I'll drag the club down with me."
"Really? You and what army?"
"So whose army am I competing with?"
Our night ended abruptly and we went our separate ways.