Rebellious!

Before I start I just want to say that Spunky and I broke up over a week ago. Don't particularly want to talk about it but for continuity's sake I should probably just put that out there.

Anyway, I'm being rebellious today. I'm sitting in my second last Lit Tute for the semester, being talked at by the gay Pirate and not giving a damn about what he says. All I want is to survive the next two hours.

I went out on Saturday night to DV8 with my mates and had a fantastic time. I had a few drinks, but stayed relatively sober. I actually prefer to be sober when I'm out - I don't get the attraction of being trashed when you re in a relatively unsafe place. That's right, I'm the safe one.
I dunno why they think I didn't have as much fun as them- I love the music and I love to dance :)
Still, alcoholic stupors aside I love the way my friends have fun. We dance and enjoy the music and don't care what people think- I have to laugh at the people who just stand around looking 'deep' and 'non conformist' in their totally black outfits and just stare at you like you re an insane slut without knowing a thing about you except that you enjoy vodka. Is it really that fun to sit in a corner and not say or do much? Frequent readers will know that music is something that has an insane power over me - I can't just sit and stare when a song I love is playing (and at dv8 there are a lot of songs I love). So okay, if they don't dance maybe it's because they don't like the music - when I went to school disco's when I was 10 I didn't dance because I thought the music was crap. I learned pretty quick not to go - what was the point?
But these people keep coming back, so they can't hate the music, because why pay $12 on a regular basis to go back to a place you don't like (I am of course discounting educational institutions - I don't know why I'm paying to sit in this Tute class with a guy who is meant to be teaching us when all he does is talk).

Maybe it's because they feel that it's a place they're 'meant to be,' which is an amusing concept in itself. It's as though they are conforming to the non-conformist stereotype.
Another example of this is when my mother (who's in party plan) did a party for a gay couple. She walks in and they have a Celine Dion DVD playing in the background, and they introduce her to their chihuahua named Tiffany. I have nothing against this - live and let live - but people seem to feel 'I am this, therefore I have to act how society tells me to,' and it's not even a conscious thing. 'I am a non conformist, therefore I'm going to sit in a metal club and drink and stare at the losers having fun...man I wish I could have fun, but no! I can't because this is who I am!'
Grow up. Enjoy life and quit paying good money to sit and wish.

I know, I'm not saying anything new but that's even weirder - why do people keep making the same stupid choices?

Oh dear god, I still have another hour of this moron talking at me!! He saps all of my humor away and just makes me angry. Jerk.

Maybe I'll have something new to say next time.

Lou