2009-11-01 10:13:49 ET|
i can't say that it was my best night and i might of had too many expectations. i had all intentions of being a bondage geisha last night but my make up did not work out. i mprovised and was a bondage fairy instead.
it seems that no one goes all out with their costumes anymore. i was thoroughly impressed by the tin man from wizard of oz costume i saw on the train on my way to the first party. i have not seen any costumes worthwhile for the rest of the night.
my friend warned of lame law students at this party, but i was more occupied with another friend's drunk girlfriend as she wanted all my attention. a bunch of us stood on the balcony to spark a joint. drunk girlfriend sneezes 11 times in row and after that she has a hard time holding herself up.
we were in front of the next party and drunk girl was passed on big rock. after a few pukes later her boyfriend shows up to take her home. we missed reduced guest list and had to pay $30! i had no cash and was really starting to sober up but i was determined to have a good night.
two of my friends ended going home instead of coming and my other friend ended up leaving for home early. i was there alone in the mix of people high on drugs or weed, or drunk out of their minds. glow sticks and flashing coloured nights reminds of why i sometimes go to these parties alone. i do not have to worry about anyone having a good time and i can be hypnotized by all the bassy music.
being at clubs alone is nothing new to me but last night was the first time i felt lonely. i had a difficult time psyching myself into having a good time. it was not all a bad night really just a lonely one. although there were some highlights.
i unraveled my rope corset at some point during the night while some guy made dance movements with it. i was impressed by this tactic proving to me that he can fun. we danced for some time with breaks dancing with others in between.
one girl came up to me and held my hand and started jumping. she made my night she held my hand like a close friend of hers and we had an awesome dancing moment. i think i might of fallen in love with her but then she left rather abruptly. for a moment i was saddened by her absence but the guy dancing with my rope saved the day. our dancing got rather erotic at one point and i was certain i was going to take him home. that was a window closed quickly when the music changed and i started dancing all over the place.
being that the clocks went back one hour and its a full moon tonight i was starting to feel like i didn't want to be there anymore. i was more concerned with being far from home and leaving alone. i think that i walked for about ten minutes before coming to a corner where i found a skeleton mask. i picked it up and carried it home for he was my only friend that night.
finally i saw a cab and went home and vowed to myself i would never take care of drunk again.