i’m not a club rat. not in the least. not even when i just turned 18 and could finally get into the club, or when i just turned 21 and could finally get one of those cool wrist bands and purchase alcohol from the bar. i’m more of the lounge/bar/live band/dinner & drinks kinda girl. my outfit of choice when going out is jeans and a beater so if i have to put on anything that wont let me pop, lock, and drop it… i’d rather not go.
but this friday, i’m making an exception. i’m hitting up WET in San Jose for some friends and its like a vegas club, but in california. there’s even shark tanks and all that jazz. i have to put on a dress and heels and wear makeup and maybe fix my hair. (i say maybe, cuz i dont even own a brush so fixing my hair entails a fancy pony tail clip or something).
and even tho i’m looking forward to being fubar in a dress, and skankin all night cuz Sean Paul is performing, i am really looking forward to watching people make fools of themselves. lemme explain.
me and abi are excited about Sean Paul cuz that means that they’ll be playing reggae/dancehall and we can get our whine on. so u’ll prolly find us in the corner of the dancefloor with a few other girls, in a fobby dance circle and smiling at each other as we each show off our moves. the boys, however.. will be standing around, drink in hand, staring at the fobby dance circles scoping out which girls are hot, which ones are not, and which ones are available to offer a drink to.
its totally unacceptable for a man at the club to be dancing by himself, or in a circle with his guy friends. INSTANT FAIL. that shit is just G-A-Y. the smart ones will politely ask a girl inside the fobby dance circle to dance so he doesnt look like the ruh-tard giggin by himself. the stupid ones just pick a girl and decide to grind up on her from behind thinkin that she’ll rub the booty on his groin, when instead she’s really makin the “is he cute?” facial expressions to the other girls in the fobby dance circle. more often than not tho, the stupid ones are also the ugly fat ones, and she’s mouthing “HELP ME.” to anyone who will listen.
and why do guys think that any woman who will accept a drink from him is interested? no woman in their right mind will decline a free drink! even if it means running away faster than sonic the hedgehog as soon as her fingers grasp the glass. and good GOD please tell the men to get it outta their head that money makes them handsome. no. it just makes them an ugly guy with money that will throw a drink at anybody with a vagina. translation, SUCKERS. rich suckers, but suckers nontheless.
and then there’s the hot messes who are suka-ing in the ice buckets. or the fat girls who dont think their fat and wear ur baby sister’s clothes cuz they think its sexy. or the girl who took her shoes off cuz they too small and her feet hurt and now she’s barefoot on the nasty ass dance floor. or the hot guy who seems to be dancing to a completely different song than you cuz he’s totally throwing you off but he HELLA FEELIN HIMSELF. or that asian girl who thought that wearing running shoes and a mini backpack to the club is acceptable. or the single old white guy who’s lookin at you like he wants to buy you as his wife.
lmao. let me just stop right there. *sigh* its gonna be a fun night. =) u ready, hayati?