Clubbing: You Only Live Once

I am not a party animal.  Little known fact for today.  I have never snuck out to a club, was never involved in high school parties (I was home schooled), and no underage drinking or drugs took place.  I was dedicated to graduating high school so I could do whatever I wanted after the fact.  Now, I am going back to school for dental assistant, but I feel I have not experienced most of what young adults experience even before they go to college.

I get asked all the time if I want to go to a strip club, or anything like that after work.  My usual response is, “No.”  However, a week or so ago, my one coworker asked if I wanted to go to a club in the city with her.  I told her I would not be opposed to a regular club.  I could wear a cute mini skirt or little dress and just watch.  I would drink, chat, and possibly dance, but I think the main reason I want to go to a club would be to observe humanity.  As a writer, I like to see people in their natural settings and see how they react to certain stimuli.  Not to say that I won’t participate at all.  Give me a few drinks, and I will talk your ears off.

Yeah, me going to a night club or a casino would not be for me to experience it from an individual standpoint.  I would have to experience it from a community standpoint; what are other people thinking and feeling around me?  I know that most people want to be participators in life instead of just being observers; but… I don’t know if I’m personally ready to participate in life.  Not yet, at any rate.

And on that note, it’s been real!

Author: aubreycass

I am an imaginative realist. Those seem the best words to describe myself. I look at the world through a microscope and enjoy laughing while doing so. The stupidest things can both annoy and amuse you.

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