Townvirgin

"Take your time
To trust in me
And you will find...
The time goes by
So naturally
While you receive
Infinity."

I turned 18 last August and I actually hadn't yet gone out to town on a friday night. While this may seem abnormal, it's mostly because I'm, well, lazy. I could have tried to organise something and get a group together. But for one, as already mentioned, I'm lazy... and for two, I felt embarrassed to text people saying "I've never been to town before, can someone chaperon me?"
So anyway, last night me, Jared and most of the Tree: Tam, Greg, Ryan, Brooke, Josh Black, Dudley, Hanan, Saad and Julia (though the last two left early before we really got into many clubs) all met at Father Ted's to celebrate Brooke's impending birthday on Sunday. Wow, that's actually quite a large group, I hadn't realised... The night started off pretty low-key. Father Ted's was cool, there were these two guys playing guitars in the little band corner who did a cover of Hit Me Baby One More Time which was hilarious as our whole table was singing along word-perfect, especially Brooke and Tam who had both already had a few drinks haha. Saad and Tam disappeared to eat some Wendy's and were away quite a while, so we decided we should go look for them in case Wendy's had eaten them instead. Once we'd rescued them from the black hole of Wendy's we all trotted off down Queen St towards Cassette, which was amusing when we met Callum because he was handing out advertisements for the place. Cassette was PACKED- like, no place to sit at all, so we left in search of a place that was kicking but not so squished. At least, that's why I think we left haha. We walked up to Crow Bar but that was practically empty, so we waited with Julia till she got picked up (she had an early morning the next day) and then wandered off to this place Tam thought of called the Carpark. When we EVENTUALLY got there (Saad decided to go home because he hadn't slept in two days apparently, so Tam walked him to his car and Dudley led us off on a circuitous route to the place) it was actually really good. I'd had a large beer by that point and finished off two feijoa vodka + lemonades at the Carpark and then we cracked into some dancing. It was awesome at first, the DJ was playing old awesome rock hits with a dance beat underneath so it was like singing/screaming mania, but then he started going back to the gangsta stuff... and not the kind of gangsta stuff that I like. Jared was worried about his ears because the place was SO LOUD... and well, his ears are his livelihood. Also he wasn't drinking because he was on antibiotics, so that made the whole night a bit flat for him. We hung out outside for a bit and then everyone else joined us and we set off for Lenin on the Viaduct, but got told we were too casual. Snobs! We decide to go to Magarita's despite Dudley's misgivings about the place being full of underage girls. It was pretty good though once again the music was so loud as to be painful- I was slightly drunk by then though so it didn't bother me too much, but I think it gave Jared quite a headache. It was $5 drinks there too and I managed to get a bartender to make me a Pina Colada for $5 so I was pretty pleased. Then we really got into the dancing.
It's weird with club music... I've noticed that out of every 20 songs that are used in clubs, thesedays I only really like about 5 or 6 of them, compared with say 7 or 8 in 7th form and about 10 in 6th form. Music really is just going downhill! But of course, I danced anyway. I love dancing. The thing is that I don't dance with people, even if people are there... it's more like I'm dancing with the music. And this brings me to a rather annoying point of the night.
Brooke has always had this strange thing with me, it's like a mixture of mother hen and... like... dominant female? I don't know. But on the way up Queen St she kept prodding and stroking me on the arm and I told her to stop, so she bit me. This in itself is not as rare or strange as you might think, for Brooke. She is always threatening to bite people, she's just... Brooke. But it really actually hurt. I kind of wanted to hit her or shout at her. She's always joking around, like flirting with me in a way, and it just makes me feel uncomfortable. She was dancing close to me in Margie's and trying to get me to do that dance move, you know, the one where girls crouch down low to the ground and then come back up again, with her. I'm scared that one day she will do that thing that many girls seem to do in clubs, lose it and try to kiss me or something, and I just could not handle that. I'm heterosexual, people! Completely and utterly! And besides, kissing or flirting with ANYONE, boy or girl, when you're taken is cheating. And she should know that I think that way. Anyway, I think (hope) that most of the reason she behaves that way around me is that she knows it makes me feel uncomfortable and she finds it funny and just wants to wind me up. And was also a bit drunk.
Aaaaanyway. Jared refused to go onto the dancefloor with us because it was too close to the speakers and he was already in a bit of pain and had his fingers in his ears. So I danced with the rest of the guys and Brooke but always kept an eye on him to make sure he wasn't all by himself. At about 12.40am Jared and I admitted defeat- I was sweaty and exhausted- and headed off home. I don't think we're made for staying out late, I seem to have lost the ability since 7th form afterball... out of condition!
We headed back to the carpark on Victoria St only to find that it had been locked at midnight... Jared called the number and they told him that it would cost $40 to get the car out, and at that moment another girl started walking down the corridor towards us and I took one look at her and thought maybe we can split the bill. Luckily two more people with cars turned up at the same time as the security guy did, and he was REALLY nice... he said it wasn't his company but he would allow us to split the $40 between us, so we got out alright. What a nice guy!
On the way home Jared and I agreed that he would have had a better night if he'd brought earplugs and been drinking, and he even said what I was thinking... that the next time he went out he thought it might be better if he went without me, because there was one less person to worry about. Of course, when I said that I felt the same way, he was like "I know this is really hypocritical but I would be really worried about you going out without me". I just told him that I hoped he would be able to get over that eventually... because I really feel that I would have a better time if I didn't have to worry about Jared having a good time too... Is that stink? I hope not... at least he feels the same way. But like... town is a single person's place. And the only way to do couple dancing in a club is that slutty kind of sexual dancing which I'm really not into. And Jared doesn't really like dancing in clubs anyway... he doesn't like the music. It makes him look and feel awkward. Whereas I find it the best music for dancing to because I have hips... anyway.
I felt really gross and dirty when we got home so I had a quick shower and hopped into bed. BED FELT SO NICE after all that loudness and wood floors haha. And that was the end of my night. It'll probably last me quite a while... I tend to have a night out and then stay home for like 2 weeks and it's all good.
So, I am no longer a townvirgin. Finally. After writing this I'm actually kind of excited for the next time!