Last night I did open mic… epic failure.
By the time we realized it wasn’t the right kind of vibe for me, I was up…I walked unwillingly up the mic as my nice friends cheered obnoxiously… so not open-mic etiquette.
Me- Ummm… I uhh forgot my guitar.
Some guy- You can use mine!
Me- No, no honestly it’s fine, I know poetry…
Some guy- You sure?? It’s no problem…
Me-No really, I’m fine. I’d actually prefer to do the poem.
Some guy- Here take it…
Me- Uhh can you stop offering because if you continue, I’ll have to take the guitar and the truth is, I don’t even know how to play guitar, so I’d be improvising, probably break out in to song and you just wouldn’t like that…
… silence…
Me- here’s a poem…
Annnnd that about wrapped up the night.
Luckily the bore of last night was quickly forgotten after I saw how awesome today was!
My crazy cheerleader neighbor (I’ll refer to her as Cheerwhore) and I spent the afternoon making up a dance for the “SO COLLEGE” song that will be revealed to the public shortly.
Cheerwhore made up some dance consisting of the Dougie and Kat Daddy (spelling?). I know, I know, I too thought they were the names of the boy’s walking by, but they are actually the names of the dance moves.
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