Last night I took the plunge and actually went out to a club…it’s easy to say that I wasted a fiver. It was my flat mates 18th birthday so I went out with her and some of her friends after pre drinks at the flat. I was nervous but I needed to give it a go for the sake of trying more than anything (even though I was absolutely freezing). So we went and luckily we were on the list so we didn’t have to queue for long, however this was my first encounter of an idiot boy during the night. So the little boy as I’m going to call him decided it was funny to tell his friends that he wanted to ‘spit on us’ because we were on the list, absolutely charming. It didn’t get better, I started to lose more faith in people my own age. Now I know that sounds really dramatic but oh my lord you should have seen some of the people in the club last night!
Anyway, I’m not here to gossip. We went into what is called ‘cheese night’ I had been told by a lot of people this was one of the places to go on a Friday night. I was told it was fun, loads of music to dance around to from your childhood or just great songs to be silly too. I found it really weird, I knew 90% of the songs but when I looked around it was all alien to me. People were stood around and there was a clear divide between girls and boys and absolutely everyone was wasted. I thought I’d get into the party, drinking spirit but it just wasn’t that fun. Most of the girls were falling all over each other and some were wearing skirts so short I could clearly see their knickers while a lot of gross guys leaned against the wall shouting things at them or eyeing anyone up. To sum it up I felt old and out of place.
The night ended with me running in tears for the bus after getting separated from my friends, luckily Ali was at the other end of the phone to make me feel better. I got back at 2am, showered and got ready for bed, I’d learnt my lesson clubbing really isn’t my scene. The problem with this is that I’m not a conventional student, so I don’t really know what to do with myself now. I sit in at night doing work and watching TV most of the time thinking about what I can do. I want to go places and do things but the problem is trying to locate people who arn’t busy to do these things with, I swear EVERYONE is always out! Ok so maybe not but still. If I’m honest I do find it hard not being with Ali as much, I’ve become a clingy pain in the arse when I’m alone and that’s NOT ok. I vow to you my lovely readers I will change and start exploring…it’s just finding out what I want to do.