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Aug. 10th, 2010 10:07 pmNo, I can't stop talking about music and how much I love it.
Goth night, to me, is about the music first, then the dancing. On a good night they go hand in hand in perfect sync. There's also magic in bringing a friend with you and having your friend enjoy him or herself too. Sometimes you just know that they aren't just saying that the music is great just to humour you.
Last night some idiot guy clocked me in the ear though, and I was like this hurts enough for me to kick you in the nuts, ok' and then his glasses hit me in the face when he was trying to apologize. jfc if I were him I would have felt like a huge failface, way to impress a girl! I love my new madden girl boots though, they are the most comfortable things I own right now *_* Of course, I had to break them in at goth night. Why the hell not.
I love the DJ because he always gives me free passes :D More importantly, he plays Pendulum when I request for it *_* He was also giving out music last night, which I am now listening to. I think the DJ was playing it last night, the transitions are the same =_= It's hard to not associate this type of industrial music and beats with nights and alcohol, but DEMF did a great job of bringing that joy out into the light. I'm kind of nostalgic right now, I was in great company of Ash and V and hell, music in the open is always great.
I've been talking to my mom more these days. Always awkward. She always asks me if I have a boyfriend. Cue major "Oh hell no, mom," and then "You need to meet more people! Expand your social circle!" and me going "I don't like the people I hang out with, none of them interest me that way, okay." I have a serious lack of faith, not that I ever had much idealism for relationships anyway. I don't trust anything that has a dick and moves. Especially in the presence of alcohol. 'I'm not a nice girl you want to know' is a message I try and project. Before I deviate completely from the point, how do you ever talk to your parents about these things? Apparently I'm able to talk to my parents online via chat like we're friends, but I think that's just a result of me being nervous, and when I get like that I just... trample ahead without a brain to mouth filter.
Anyway. I'm suddenly out of things to say.
Goth night, to me, is about the music first, then the dancing. On a good night they go hand in hand in perfect sync. There's also magic in bringing a friend with you and having your friend enjoy him or herself too. Sometimes you just know that they aren't just saying that the music is great just to humour you.
Last night some idiot guy clocked me in the ear though, and I was like this hurts enough for me to kick you in the nuts, ok' and then his glasses hit me in the face when he was trying to apologize. jfc if I were him I would have felt like a huge failface, way to impress a girl! I love my new madden girl boots though, they are the most comfortable things I own right now *_* Of course, I had to break them in at goth night. Why the hell not.
I love the DJ because he always gives me free passes :D More importantly, he plays Pendulum when I request for it *_* He was also giving out music last night, which I am now listening to. I think the DJ was playing it last night, the transitions are the same =_= It's hard to not associate this type of industrial music and beats with nights and alcohol, but DEMF did a great job of bringing that joy out into the light. I'm kind of nostalgic right now, I was in great company of Ash and V and hell, music in the open is always great.
I've been talking to my mom more these days. Always awkward. She always asks me if I have a boyfriend. Cue major "Oh hell no, mom," and then "You need to meet more people! Expand your social circle!" and me going "I don't like the people I hang out with, none of them interest me that way, okay." I have a serious lack of faith, not that I ever had much idealism for relationships anyway. I don't trust anything that has a dick and moves. Especially in the presence of alcohol. 'I'm not a nice girl you want to know' is a message I try and project. Before I deviate completely from the point, how do you ever talk to your parents about these things? Apparently I'm able to talk to my parents online via chat like we're friends, but I think that's just a result of me being nervous, and when I get like that I just... trample ahead without a brain to mouth filter.
Anyway. I'm suddenly out of things to say.
