drunk people suck
Woohoo! I survived my night out! Are you proud? Surprised? Me too. Haha. The best part of my night was coming home and sitting down, relaxing, and looking down and having a big cool X on my hand. I was the coolest person there tonight because I was the only one not drinking. Course, some may disagree with that theory, but I like it just fine. :)
It actually wasn't *too* bad. Just not my kind of place. To start off with, the smoke is awful. Eeeww...I mean seriously, how does anyone find that shit enjoyable? It is truly disgusting, and the smell just got worse and worse all night. I was so happy to get out of that place by the end of the night. I don't even drink and I thought I was going to throw up. Gross. And then there was the unbelievable amount of people they packed into that place. It's not a big place at all...and moving was virtually impossible. Not fun. Of course Nicole was in a bad mood, so she kept walking back and forth looking for people and going to the bathroom. I just wanted to stay in one spot and dance. I was sick of trying to push and elbow my way through a bunch of drunk college kids. Which brings me to another complaint...the FLOOR! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Okay, i dont know who cleans that place up after these kids leave, but they can't pay him/her enough to do that job. It's not just the fact that people have mixed drinks in little plastic cups that spill all over the place while they're dancing or just trying to walk. Oh no, it's much worse. Broken beer bottles ALL over the place. And people were just throwing them on the ground and stepping on them. It's not like a couple got knocked over and it was all an accident. No, just stupid fucking drunks that decide to be assholes, because, hey, it's not like it effects them. ARG! So inconsiderate. And Nicole was wearing kinda sandal-ish shoes and she got glass in her foot. Ummm...fun stuff. Then there were the guys. Holy roaming hands, batman! I danced with a few guys...maybe like 4 or 5. Some of them were *very* touchy-feely. I was like "ummm...whoa there fella". I would just say, "Wow, it's really hot...I have to go get some air". Haha. Not to mention it's a dance club(well, kinda), so they were playing crappy rap music. Bleh.
Actually, what the hell am I talking about saying it wasn't too bad? What was good about this night anyway? Well, I guess it was cool to get out of my room for a bit. And I tried something new. And I hung out with some friends. Those are good things, I suppose. But, how do the pros and cons of this whole night weigh out...hmmm, I'm not exactly sure yet. Perhaps next semester I will chose to stay in while they go out. Bars aren't for me. I really need to meet some cool people on campus. People that don't drink and smoke. Even Nicole, my good friend, told me they weren't drinking tonight. Then when we were there she had people buy her 2 beers because she "can't have any fun without being wasted"...that pissed me off. Why did she even bother telling me she wouldn't drink then? Do what you want, but don't lie to me about it so I feel better about going out.
I really need to find a place that I could go where other cool people like me would go. I mean, I can go to shows and stuff...but I currently have no mode of transportation to Syracuse. In fact, my "place" to find cool people lately is online. Heh. Me = big dork! Oh well. Tonight I talked to this really cool kid online. He is a lot like me. Whenever I said something about me, he's like "that's me!"...it was cool to have that kind of connection with a person. I was almost considering calling up Nicole and cancelling going out to chat with him for longer, cause he's really awesome. Course, everyone online seems pretty cool for awhile. Then they get sick of you...or meet you in real life...and it's just different. But I'll stay optimistic with this guy. He could prove to be a really cool friend...and I need some of those at this point in time.
Man, I'm feeling so drained and exhausted from dancing all night. The dancing was fun. And I suppose I'm not bad at it. But really, how hard is it to gyrate your hips and shake your boobs, right? Haha. I don't know. I wasn't made for that lifestyle. I think I might actually prefer the lonely night in my room to going out to places like that. It's just not me. *sigh*
When and where will I feel like I belong to something? I want to find a place I feel comfortable in and where I feel I should be. I don't know if that's a stupid child's wish -to just "fit in" - but I wish I knew where I felt...right. *sigh*
It actually wasn't *too* bad. Just not my kind of place. To start off with, the smoke is awful. Eeeww...I mean seriously, how does anyone find that shit enjoyable? It is truly disgusting, and the smell just got worse and worse all night. I was so happy to get out of that place by the end of the night. I don't even drink and I thought I was going to throw up. Gross. And then there was the unbelievable amount of people they packed into that place. It's not a big place at all...and moving was virtually impossible. Not fun. Of course Nicole was in a bad mood, so she kept walking back and forth looking for people and going to the bathroom. I just wanted to stay in one spot and dance. I was sick of trying to push and elbow my way through a bunch of drunk college kids. Which brings me to another complaint...the FLOOR! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Okay, i dont know who cleans that place up after these kids leave, but they can't pay him/her enough to do that job. It's not just the fact that people have mixed drinks in little plastic cups that spill all over the place while they're dancing or just trying to walk. Oh no, it's much worse. Broken beer bottles ALL over the place. And people were just throwing them on the ground and stepping on them. It's not like a couple got knocked over and it was all an accident. No, just stupid fucking drunks that decide to be assholes, because, hey, it's not like it effects them. ARG! So inconsiderate. And Nicole was wearing kinda sandal-ish shoes and she got glass in her foot. Ummm...fun stuff. Then there were the guys. Holy roaming hands, batman! I danced with a few guys...maybe like 4 or 5. Some of them were *very* touchy-feely. I was like "ummm...whoa there fella". I would just say, "Wow, it's really hot...I have to go get some air". Haha. Not to mention it's a dance club(well, kinda), so they were playing crappy rap music. Bleh.
Actually, what the hell am I talking about saying it wasn't too bad? What was good about this night anyway? Well, I guess it was cool to get out of my room for a bit. And I tried something new. And I hung out with some friends. Those are good things, I suppose. But, how do the pros and cons of this whole night weigh out...hmmm, I'm not exactly sure yet. Perhaps next semester I will chose to stay in while they go out. Bars aren't for me. I really need to meet some cool people on campus. People that don't drink and smoke. Even Nicole, my good friend, told me they weren't drinking tonight. Then when we were there she had people buy her 2 beers because she "can't have any fun without being wasted"...that pissed me off. Why did she even bother telling me she wouldn't drink then? Do what you want, but don't lie to me about it so I feel better about going out.
I really need to find a place that I could go where other cool people like me would go. I mean, I can go to shows and stuff...but I currently have no mode of transportation to Syracuse. In fact, my "place" to find cool people lately is online. Heh. Me = big dork! Oh well. Tonight I talked to this really cool kid online. He is a lot like me. Whenever I said something about me, he's like "that's me!"...it was cool to have that kind of connection with a person. I was almost considering calling up Nicole and cancelling going out to chat with him for longer, cause he's really awesome. Course, everyone online seems pretty cool for awhile. Then they get sick of you...or meet you in real life...and it's just different. But I'll stay optimistic with this guy. He could prove to be a really cool friend...and I need some of those at this point in time.
Man, I'm feeling so drained and exhausted from dancing all night. The dancing was fun. And I suppose I'm not bad at it. But really, how hard is it to gyrate your hips and shake your boobs, right? Haha. I don't know. I wasn't made for that lifestyle. I think I might actually prefer the lonely night in my room to going out to places like that. It's just not me. *sigh*
When and where will I feel like I belong to something? I want to find a place I feel comfortable in and where I feel I should be. I don't know if that's a stupid child's wish -to just "fit in" - but I wish I knew where I felt...right. *sigh*