Fun Times

I like going out, and i don't just mean leaving the house. Dancing has to be in my top 3 "Activities To Do With Yourself." You've got the; going to the pub and having a few drinks, you've got the sitting around and smoking a few spliffs and maybe making some music and you've got the watching a film/observational activities. But dancing. Wow. I love it. I love feeling music and being in an environment which is designed for precisely that purpose. To have some good clean fun. Well, i say clean, but very often people are on some form drug. Scratch that, everyone is on drugs, because at the levels most people who are awake in a place selling alcohol till 3 am drink, alcohol has just as much effect as any other drug.

But it's not about getting wasted, or being on drugs, its purely about the music and the movement. Feeling it, being in it, with every beat and every drop and every rewind. When you're able to get into that zone and just let go, and move, its uplifting.

The most amazing thing is when you connect with another person and you're both feeling the same. It's not about pulling, or sex, or, heaven forbid, looking good, its about them and their movements connected to yours, feeling their body against your skin and going with the rythm. That is the best feeling. That's happen to me once before, with a male. It did slightly throw me.

We were dancing, our last dance as my friends were leaving, and we were..well..going for it. Sometimes, if you watch MTV Dance you see wide angle shots of a couple dancing, illuminated by flourescent lights with smoke and darkness all around them. That is what i mean by going for it. We were going for it, feeling it, and living it. I had my eyes closed, as i looked up i opened them and met the eyes of a girl standing with her friends. She didn't look at me in disgust, because we weren't doing anything sleazy, she didn't look at me and judge me, what i saw in her face was a look of..perhaps awe, surprise and a touch of envy. Not because i was dancing with another guy, but as i, for some strange coicidence, had gotten into this situation and had the confidence enough to simply let go and go with it. It was probably because i looked like i was having fun, and not the look most girls have when they're dancing with a bloke; the "i'm so off my face [if you see my decency can you let me know, i think i lost it 2 double vodka's ago] i'm going to colapse into this guys bed" look is what is most common. To be on the recieving end of such a look really brought out the inquisitive nature..i wondered if everyone else didn't have as much fun dancing as i did.

I go for the music, purely. And when the music is good, it's amazing.