karaoke and trannies

today, i was thinking...only skinny people should be allowed to be emo. tight pants and small tees don't look good on fat kids. I'm also planning my hard core gym nutrition routine that i'm gonna do while i'm back in san ramon, before i move down to SB for the summer. It's gonna be great. It's just too effing hard to do it here with that shitty little gym, the dining commons, the lack of money, and my own personal lack of motivation. there's always something better to do.traveling here makes me want to travel more in california, and explore more places. I'm so lazy in SB. I still havent even been to the zoo, or hiking. I've got to get on that. I can't wait. I think I'm going to buy a notebook and make a list of the things i want to do, books i want to read, and movies i want to see. Should be good.


Went to Amsterdam last night for karaoke. it was CRAZY. at least in my mind. There is nothing better than a bunch of drunk people singing, as long as you are one of them. and i was. i drank vodka and some red wine on the train, which is always an excellent start. oh! but while we were waiting, erica turned to the three of us who hadnt heard and said "alright, so I looked up karaoke bars and found this one...it's a tranny bar that only does karaoke on tuesday night. are you guys down?" I had never even imagined something better than drunken karaoke, but trannies? That just multiplied the fun potential. We get to the bar, and there are is a disappointing lack of trannies. BUT there was this one glorious tranny behind the bar. She had the biggest poof wig I have ever seen. Trampy tranny to the MAX. drinks were unnecessarily expensive, but I spent my money anyways. Our girl group (we had been planning our debut for a while now) decided on the name "Creeper's Paradise" because, between the 4 of us, we appeal to the whole range of creepers and tend to attract them. We sang TLC "no scrubs" which had also been planned for a while. I was pretty drunk at this point, but I thought we did pretty damn good. I remember thinking in my head that I probably did not sound like i thought i was singing, but in my head i was good, so it really didnt matter. This is where memories get a little hazy. I remember ordering shots from the tranny. I also remember hearing the dj announce creeper's paradise again, but i could not tell you what song. I just remember lots of singing, dancing around. 

I actually woke up three hours later than I had meant to, meaning I didnt finish my paper and did NOT go to class. My professor e-mailed me and said that since i didnt get the prompt i have until monday. holland rules. Saw Leanne at lunch, and came to the realization that i did more not remembering than remembering. I did remember telling everyone I was going to walk home from the train station, but luckily they coerced me into the cab. I also remember thinking I had no money, and I woke up with cash. Something horrible tells me I withdrew money last night, but it hasnt shown up on wellsfargo yet. Here's for hoping I was just drunk and not stupid.

Went to the boat this afternoon for some much needed stoning and got to finally see Mandy (she's been jetting off to england like every weekend). got filled in on huge chunks of the night. did not realize people hooked up in the bathroom. did not realize aforementioned hookup was same sex. you go glen coco. I did remember dancing and singing to "Time Warp" after Erica reminded me. I could not remember any of the rest of the songs, just that i thought we were all hilarious and having the best time ever. I also don't remember walking the side streets of a'dam looking for falafels or frites. Oh the things I don't remember. It would get me down, if I didnt decide to not get myself down. 

We got home around 6, which explains why I didnt manage to wake up at nine to work on my paper. I did indeed try and walk home, and was in fact fairly obstinant. How do you spell that? Who cares. Anyways, I still stand by my statement that I could definitely get home, it just might have taken me a bit longer due to the drunkenness. All in all, i say it was a fun night, a funny night, and a goed idee (good idea). Next time, I'm getting drunk on the 30 mins train ride and then only bringing out enough money for a few drinks, and definitely not bringing my debit card out to avoid these over expenditures.

I'm still contemplating going to Berlin this weekend. Its a long ass bus ride, and I'd have to be back on Monday because I have a midterm. And a paper outline due. All signs point to "this is a bad idea" but I've never been one to read the signs. we shall see my little sausage wallets.


Alright, I'm gonna go read


MUSIC:
zero 7:
-distractions
-destiny
basically, the whole simple things cd.
also, download some telefon tel aviv. my favorite is "sound in a dark room". If I was doing music for a movie, I'd totally use this song for a sex scene. I should copywrite that idea before some hollywood mo effer steals it. Someone I know needs to write and direct a movie so I can do the music. I need an in.