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Thursday, September 14, 2006

Rain and white people music

It's so bizarre how music segregates people. I went to a concert last night with a work friend and her BF, and their friends. So I was with a motley crowd of 30-something/20 something's. It was pretty interesting. the first person to come up was really good, he had lots of energy. Then the main guy came out and thats when things got interesting. It was so funny. All these guys had their eyes closed and they were swaying. It was quite a scene, i was half expecting them to fall over. So being the shirley that i am, i started to make jokes and got nasty glares and sh's... Ooo it was soo annoying. Then i played the lets find another dark person in the club, when it struck me that i was the only one! Later 2 more indian people appeared, and i truly believed they came with no choice, like me. I'm not a big fan of acoustic guitar.. especially when there is no band to play with him.. it was soooooo uber boring.

Don't get me wrong i like that kind of music, but usually when i'm sitting down on the deck talking to my good friends about tv shows and movies we've seen.. definitely not a place to go see live.. but thats just me.

I am still having a lot of trouble sleeping. i went to bed around 11 and then woke up an hour later and not being able to fall asleep till 3:00. I red some weird comic books that freaked me out cause it was called the sandman and it was all about dream things..... spooked me out.

i forced myself to close my eyes.. and then i got sad again.. i'm giving it time. That book didn't help either.

It's really pissing down raining here tonight. It's really really wet. I can't believe some people out there do not have umbrellas, there all in suits and it's pouring on them... id-jots!

going down to london today for work.. going to a fun party afterwards for some send offs for the london office.. i'll write when i come back..


ta-ta

3 Comments:

At 7:43 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Of dork,
Don't be sad - all you need is time! You will love it very soon, I am pretty sure about that! And if not you come back home and be happy here with us!

 
At 11:54 AM, Blogger bubbalily said...

Haha - you crack me. I love reading your stories...so interesting. Actually has inspired me to start writing and maybe create my own blog or rants. I miss you so much. But yes - things will get much better. I'm sorry that you are having such a hard time sleeping - damn trains, stoopid comic book. Hah. Talk to you very soon. Give me your digits so I can call you on the tellie!!

 
At 5:48 PM, Blogger Jervo said...

Hey Shirley, Your blog is like way too cute.

I spent a few years on 42nd street and Baltimore, right by the trolly.. Trust me I feel your pain girl; however, given enough time and sleep deprivation... and you will hardly hear the trains anymore 8-) Either that or move to a nice quiet pad in the country ASAP!

Give it some time to get better, If you still hate it after a couple of months, like Preeti said you can always come back to philly. (and maybe teach some classes at Drexel ;-)

 

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