A quick glimpse at the social habits of an antisocial
I went clubbing last night. There’s this routine I go through whenever I go clubbing and it goes something like this:
1. Pre-clubbing: I sit still in indecision, thinking about whether I should go or just stay home. If I stay home, I might be able to finish Suikoden 3 before classes start (fat chance). If I go out, I might meet someone. I pick up my cellphone and ask Kriya what her plans are for tonight.
2. I meet up with Kriya and/or Glaiza at the mall. Kriya is wearing a red halter top with pink polka dots. She can look good on it; I’d probably look like a demented clown in that top she’s wearing. We go around for a bit and run into some of her girlfriends who are supposed to be high school seniors but look like they’re waaaay older. I felt as mature as a four-year old playing dress-up. I suddenly remember my last vow to never set foot in another club ever again. Ah, screw it.
3. At this point, it’s either: a) Glaiza is extremely late or b) Glaiza is not coming. Well. Kriya and I decided to go somewhere to check out what’s happening because there’s nothing better to do at the mall. Last night we decided to go to Eastwood. The place was packed, but it was mostly bars and we couldn’t find any clubs to go to. Culture Club was out of the question because even though the sound system is great, the crowd is strictly jologs. But since we were in the mood for dancing, we decided to go there for like, five minutes. Kriya has a VIP card and we were able to get in for free. Danced to a couple of songs, met zero guys, and decided to go back to Makati.
4. We check out other clubs to see if it’s happening. Last night Glaiza said she’d meet us at Club V, but since there weren’t many cars outside, we deduced that it’s might be practically empty inside. Kriya suggested Ponti Cielo instead, wherever the hell that was. I think it was in a building near my dad’s office. The place was crowded, but it was full of college people and there was no hip-hop music. Kriya met up with her sister and her sister’s college friends, and I just sort of sat there feeling very out of place.
5. Dad starts bugging me to be home by 1 a.m., which means leaving at 12:30. For once, I didn’t argue. On my way out, somebody threw up, and the vomit splashed on my feet. Disgusting.
6. I didn’t exactly have a good time, and the guys at Ponti were way out of my league. I vow to never set foot in another club/bar ever again.
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[...] er I go clubbing and it goes something like this…read more?] lauryn @ 02:00 pmComments ( [...]
as of now, i dont really enjoy going to places like that coz i always get intimidated as in everybody’s funky and casual and way older than i am. maybe when im older and in college…
Antisocial? Sounds just like moi. Difference is, there’s a bitch after the antisocial word ^_^.
I’ve really enjoied the way you describe clubbing, very smart and funny
ya i totally know what you mean. heheh i had to laugh when u said u felt like u were playing dress up - i’ve felt that heaps of times; so now i don’t even try and just stick to what i feel comfy with. i reckon clubbing isnt really for everybody. i went through a phase of going just cuz it was what all my friends did and it was the kewl thing to do, but now i just accept the fact that it isnt me. i luv dancing tho, but i don’t like to have to do it in a smoky dark place with ogling guys and drunks who do such a good job of making a fool of themselves. i feel comfy just doing a lil dance at a house with a group of friends, or even by meself =P teeheee… i reckon just be ya’self, you’re not answerable to anyone. it takes guts to be a real individual.
i can relate to that left out feeling completely… i don’t know if it’s being antisocial. i hate that some people put that label on people just because they aren’t outgoing in such environments. sorry, we don’t hump every guy we see!
is clubbing all ages in the philippines? maybe when you’re a college student it won’t be so awkward to you, and you can intimidate and be the envy of younger girls. j/k
hehe, ponti has like absolutely no ventilation. The smokiness gets to my eyes sometimes but my crowd hangs out there, so yeah. It is a bit older than your crowd though, mostly college kids.
sometimes, it’s really such a great idea to just stay at home =)
gawd, i hate eastwood.