BiPolar Halloween Extravaganza
Ok peoples. Halloween was pretty badass. Oh LAWDY I've been needing to get my rave on...and I got to go with a pretty awesome group of friends this time. I finally got a chance to show Lauren what a rave is like! That's been a long time coming...I mean, we finally got to roll and dance the night away together! I love showing people in my life why I like this kind of stuff, and exposing newbies to how fun it can be. I swear, there are so many who are missing out.
Well anyway! I went with two girls who live near/with me at school (both good friends), Jordan, a new friend of mine, and a Swedish exchange student. I was kind of hesitant about the latter two since I knew they probably wouldn't want to roll, but they were awesome and had a fun time nonetheless. In fact, the Swedish dude fuckin loved it and transformed into an unstoppable dance machine almost as soon as we got inside. It was also amusingly comforting to know we wouldn't have to worry about losing him in the crowd since he's about eight feet tall and was wearing a blond wig.
We put glitter glow paint all over ourselves. Jordan fucking covered himself in it. That was really entertaining to look at the rest of the night...being covered in glowing sparkles is pretty fun at a rave. It just looked magical and that's pretty much how the evening felt a lot of the time. For some reason I thought he looked super hot in the pimp hat + fake earrings too. It was like wandering around with a hot black psychadelic pimp.
It was pretty funny seeing the girls who came with us roll for the first time too. Hearing "I'm definitely not feeling it" turn into "woooo, I love ecstasy!" Of course there was a cuddle puddle and backrubs. The music was pretty good, there was an awesome electro-house DJ named Sally Mustang I really liked. Some guy came up to Jordan and I while we were talking to this chick, steps in front of her and was like "hey are they giving you trouble?"...lol she said "no, they're gay" and just kept talking to us. I swear something like that always happens. We spent the last hour or two in the main room, which was pretty sweet. I definitely didn't feel like leaving by the end, but headed home more than satisfied with how the night had turned out.
We got back to my place around 6. Jordan and I stayed up to smoke, and my mom was waking up, so we smoked with her and stayed up talking until 9am. That was kind of funny, because Jordan was definitely still rolling and I was baaaked, so I just sat there and listened to my mom and my boyfriend have a two hour conversation about their entire lives. Then we went up to my room, and let's just say being pumped up on x and waaay too many energy drinks turns me into the energizer bunny...hahaha.
Good times. The rest of the weekend was pretty much devoted to recovery which was fiiine by me.