a few years ago i went out with this guy to watch some movie in greenbelt 3.  we got in our seats while they were showing the trailers so i decided to go to restroom first.  unfortunately, the aisle i went up in led to the guy's restroom. 

so i was there, there were two doors, one said male, the other fire exit.

i will not try to explain the craziness that is my brain, but being there, facing those two doors;  i thought, what's behind fire exit?

sooo, i opened the door, saw totally white hallway seeming to extend to forever, and stepped in.

i could possibly be one of those people who, when they see a DO NOT PUSH button, would have the insane urge to push the freaking button just to find out why it says don't push.

back to the moviehouse, i stepped in the white corridor, and the door shut behind me.  it wouldn't open!  i got a little panicky for like 3 seconds, then i just decided to take a walk.

of course given my total lack of direction, i did not end up outside to the food area or inside the movie house again, but in the projection room.  i saw mr. projectorist, two feet up another chair just watching the movie.  he had a funny surprised look on his face when i knocked on the glass and asked for directions on how to get out.  he was pretty nice and escorted me back to the theater.

and that boys and girls is what you're supposed to do when you get lost behind the fire exit.

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got majorly drunk last night.  once again, was with CQ, her boy, crush, rocker dude and boring.  played pool, which i totally suck at, a few arcades game, which i am alot better with, and got alot of drinks in.  some pineapple thingy i have no idea what.  CQ's boy just told the bartender, "give her something good." 

don't you just love surprise drinks?

and whenever i get back for another one, i'd just say, "refill please."

crush was so totally clueless that i was into him, i lost interest.  rocker dude was sooo much better, only he has a gf (re: bartender).  when i say much better, i don't mean there was flirting.  just nice funny conversations.  he's pretty cool to talk with.  i like-y.

boring was hitting on me again with the drink buying and shit, but i'm seriously not interested.  i would've happily played along, but there is just nothing to talk about with him.  it's like 1 minute conversation then zzz.

a little lip loving with rocker dude would've made the night more awesome, but i can get that action when i get back home. wohoo!

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i have option to stay here and wait out while they fix my shit, or go back and see how it goes. 

it makes more sense to stay.  i wish i could make things easy for everyone and just stay, but i just can't.  staying would be the rational decision, coming back would be slightly irrational and seriously a waste of money.

it's my OC-ness at work.  mind-sets does this to me.

this is one of those times, i'm sure my parents wish i was normal and not selfish.