I’m gonna try something new and give a rundown of my night out. As usual I’m such a weirdo about everything in life. Blowing the world out of proportion. Last night the plan was for us to go to Champs, this restaurant/bar place to sing karaoke. At first I was crazy into it, but then I realized that its a place for tourist and mostly serves an older white crowd. My thought was, why would I pay 10 cedi to hang out with a group of ppl that I don’t even at home?
After mad fussing, and a promise that we would go somewhere else I get ready and we all headed out to leave. The tactics people use to get me to do things is unbelievable. As we walk out the door, comes the announcement that we are actually going because everyone will be there. Poor Zion, she puts up with so much from me. I pouted the entire walk across the field, not having it, only to get into the cab.
I must have a horrible gage (or however you spell it) of how nights will go because it actually ended up being sooo much fun. With the lights turned down low and decent music playing the place sort of transformed. I really like to dance and more specifically alone. I kept doing that annoying tossing of the hair thing because I didn’t have a hair tie. Being so dramatic I scratched a layer of skin on my forehead off. Very unattractive.