First of all, I wanted to say that I had already completed my whole post, when I suddenly pressed the wrong button and everything went poof. I really shouldn't be allowed near computers!
Instead of dancing in the moonlight, I actually wanted to share on ugly experience I had under the artificial lights of a night club. Last Wednesday I once again understood why I hate those places so much. I'm still terrified by what I saw there...
Well, what was so horrible that I witnessed? Nothing else than a normal Wednesday night for a bunch of people: getting shitfaced, finding the clothes that don't quite cover anything and head out to a club to dance. These people seem to me from a whole different culture; they seem to think that a great night out with friends is to go to a night club, dance in a very provocative way (on more advanced levels you get to do this by the wall or on the stage), the only way you can actually talk to people is to shout into their ears. And even then, they probably only catch a half of it. Although this is definitely a way of communicating, it is not the most convenient one. Not to mention that all the songs played in the night club sound the same to me (but there's no wonder; in my world the sentence 'I put some new music on my mp3-player' means that I added Black Sabbath's Greatest Hits album there...).
I know I sound like some old granny: today's youth is so corrupted. I admit, I have had fun time at night clubs. The last 2 times I went to M were quite a blast. Then again, considerable amount of alcohol was involved (I even reached the very advanced level: the bar). Nevertheless, I like my friends so much that I actually want to talk to them when we go out, not to express my feelings and thoughts through the medium of dance.
Moreover, the reason why I hate night clubs is very personal: every time I come home from one of them, my self-esteem plummets. In midst of all those scarcely dressed women I suddenly understand how unsexy and unattractive I am. Even more so, every last one of my dance moves seems extremely ridiculous. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't want to impress any of those people who go to night clubs, but still, as a single 20-year-old, I'd like to feel pretty as well!
I still get twitches when I think back about the night at CT. I cannot even put it into words how badly I dislike those places. Let's just say that they are not for me. I'd rather have a beer with my dear friends at the pub or a glass of wine with some discussions about heaven and earth.
So you won't see me back at a club at least till April... Sorry, friends!
Instead of dancing in the moonlight, I actually wanted to share on ugly experience I had under the artificial lights of a night club. Last Wednesday I once again understood why I hate those places so much. I'm still terrified by what I saw there...
Well, what was so horrible that I witnessed? Nothing else than a normal Wednesday night for a bunch of people: getting shitfaced, finding the clothes that don't quite cover anything and head out to a club to dance. These people seem to me from a whole different culture; they seem to think that a great night out with friends is to go to a night club, dance in a very provocative way (on more advanced levels you get to do this by the wall or on the stage), the only way you can actually talk to people is to shout into their ears. And even then, they probably only catch a half of it. Although this is definitely a way of communicating, it is not the most convenient one. Not to mention that all the songs played in the night club sound the same to me (but there's no wonder; in my world the sentence 'I put some new music on my mp3-player' means that I added Black Sabbath's Greatest Hits album there...).
I know I sound like some old granny: today's youth is so corrupted. I admit, I have had fun time at night clubs. The last 2 times I went to M were quite a blast. Then again, considerable amount of alcohol was involved (I even reached the very advanced level: the bar). Nevertheless, I like my friends so much that I actually want to talk to them when we go out, not to express my feelings and thoughts through the medium of dance.
Moreover, the reason why I hate night clubs is very personal: every time I come home from one of them, my self-esteem plummets. In midst of all those scarcely dressed women I suddenly understand how unsexy and unattractive I am. Even more so, every last one of my dance moves seems extremely ridiculous. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't want to impress any of those people who go to night clubs, but still, as a single 20-year-old, I'd like to feel pretty as well!
I still get twitches when I think back about the night at CT. I cannot even put it into words how badly I dislike those places. Let's just say that they are not for me. I'd rather have a beer with my dear friends at the pub or a glass of wine with some discussions about heaven and earth.
So you won't see me back at a club at least till April... Sorry, friends!
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