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Unanswered questions
Feb. 4th, 2005 03:39 amThe rants will come tommorow :-p
I went out tonight, and left a rather vague away msg on AIM which said, "Dancing". Since no less than 10(!!) people left msg's asking what I meant by "Dancing", I felt that I should just answer the question on LJ in order too circumvent any other possible curiosities.
It's quite simple, actually. By "Dancing", I meant that I went out Dancing....yup. That's about it. I went out too "The Rage" in Sacramento with glowsticks, some money, and my ID in tow. Yet, apon ariving, I discovered that for some odd reason the DJ's were hell bent on only playing HipHop and R&B. God damnit, I've got me some glowsticks and I want some Happy Hardcore!!
Allow me too comment on the fact that I absolutely DISPISE most Hip Hop & R&B. But, I had already payed my entrance fee, and I was far too sober to be angry and try to fix the problem. So, I whipped out my glow sticks and went out it in front of a bunch of confused looking individuals whose clothing, mannerisms, and lude speech could only cause me too presume that they where from the, "Ghetto". Funny how people who were struggling to get by somehow managed too afford so much FUBU crap.
~Kigs
I went out tonight, and left a rather vague away msg on AIM which said, "Dancing". Since no less than 10(!!) people left msg's asking what I meant by "Dancing", I felt that I should just answer the question on LJ in order too circumvent any other possible curiosities.
It's quite simple, actually. By "Dancing", I meant that I went out Dancing....yup. That's about it. I went out too "The Rage" in Sacramento with glowsticks, some money, and my ID in tow. Yet, apon ariving, I discovered that for some odd reason the DJ's were hell bent on only playing HipHop and R&B. God damnit, I've got me some glowsticks and I want some Happy Hardcore!!
Allow me too comment on the fact that I absolutely DISPISE most Hip Hop & R&B. But, I had already payed my entrance fee, and I was far too sober to be angry and try to fix the problem. So, I whipped out my glow sticks and went out it in front of a bunch of confused looking individuals whose clothing, mannerisms, and lude speech could only cause me too presume that they where from the, "Ghetto". Funny how people who were struggling to get by somehow managed too afford so much FUBU crap.
~Kigs
