Late Night Series is a weekly open mic showcase at my college. As I’m sitting here, I’m constantly reminded that my school isn’t just a place for mature overachievers who know what they want to do with their life. Apparently, Drexel University also houses immature fucks that think it’s okay to converse as someone performs. I don’t care how amazing or horrible the performer may be, they’re putting their ass on the line for getting up on that stage. Sitting next to this circle of shame makes me go crazy. Oh, the things I would say to them if they weren’t under the impression that I consider them my friends.
So in case they ever stumble upon this here blog, this is way I wish I had the heart to say to you right now:
“Shut the fuck up, you stupid, ignorant, disrespectful fucks. You didn’t even get here in time to watch your friend perform, and now you sit and giggle throughout everyone else’s performances. If you ever get up on that stage (which you never will; cowards don’t perform) I will make a clear effort to speak as loud as my lungs allow and take the spotlight right from your grasp, just like you’re doing to the performers tonight.