So…After the @KentTheBand gig a guy comes up and asks if I’m Kent’s little sister… (O.o) … Me: - heh?
He persists: You’re sure you’re not their little sister?
Me: (kinda flattered he thinks I’m younger than kent when I’m clearly their age!) - What do you mean ‘little sister’?
Him: We saw you dancing from the opposite balcony and the way you danced… you must be their little sister!
Me: (Not sure wether that was a compliment…) … eh, no! I’m in no way related to kent…
Him: But the way you danced - like really good … are you sure?
Me: (Wth is this guy on about? This must be like the worst pick up-line EVER!!!) Yes! I am quite sure, that I am not related to kent in any way possible!
Him: (Keeps on smiling …And still holding on to my hand from when I introduced myself)
Me: (getting creeped out… now how to get out of this?) Thanks for the compliment… I think… but I am sure, I am NOT kent’s little sister! (Wonder if he knows kent is the name of the ‘band’ and not one person?)
And I’m off…
What was that? I know I’m new at this… but seriously is that the best I can expect? Is that the standard for pick up-lines?
Why can’t guys just come over and talk with you??? I don’t bite, I’m (usually) very polite and always well-behaved - I might be a bit shy, though ;)
Hmm… I really hope it gets better!
Not easy getting “back into the game” after 21 years on the outside … *sigh* being shy doesn’t help either, people think I’m reserved - I’m really not! ;)
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Today is going to be a good day! It’s a warm, lazy sort of day … I’ll lie on the terrace and write, take a nap, pick up M from Pre-school, and go to the harbour to buy an Ice Cream, sit at the waterfront with her and watch life go by.
Last night I went to see @KentTheBand play at vega and danced like crazy up on the balcony.
Tomorrow I’ll go see @FromTheSunBand in Øksnehallen and I’ll dance again.
Våga vara rädd, men våga också leva - för livet är så JÄVLA BRA… ;D
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