man... my near death experience from yesterday mellowed me a lot... a "thanks man" moment.. for sure.
...I think i'm the ultimate victim of Karma.
ehhhh and im sore from waiting tables at the fancy "dinner and dancing" thing last night... a fund-raser for our church. I didn't spill on anybody and i didn't break any glasses... i definitely got a taste of what its like to work at one of those classy resturants too...
"excuse me, sir are you ready to order?"
"may i take your tray for you?"
"pardon my reach, sir and i'll fill your glass.."
dang that's so not me tho. It was definitely worth it for the free fancy meal.. and free live music...
psh the kitchen crew definitely didn't appreciate my performance.. "somebody to love.." i was a bit obnoxious.
you guys are gonna think im such a dork... but watching all those people dance at the Jazz concert made me wish i knew how to dance... not the dancing we do at homecoming but REAL classy swing-dancing. I think Josh called Prom last year a "hump fest"... we dance weird. I wanted somebody to teach me how to dance last night.. and i wish i had brought my "salsaing" dress. too bad i was working in the kitchen most the time. Washed 400 plates.. 400 bowls.. 400 forks, knifes, spoons.. plus the desert silverware and glasses and everything. i never realized how much work it was to throw a thing like that.
i got to play the piano a little bit. a guy told me not to stop. too bad that's all of the song i knew.
in conclusion i wish i could dance and play piano. if anyone would like to teach me i'll love you forever.
