Love In This Club

Hellooooooooooo! First I'd like to begin by sending a warm and loving 19th birthday wish to my dear friend, Ramon. I LOVE YOU, HUN!!! =)

Anywho, lets begin.

Last night, I went out to a club with my older cousin, Amanda. Amanda and I just met last year. I wish I had known her for longer because I grew up the only girl in my immediate family. She and I share the same birthday and she is only ywo years older than I am. She seem like she has everything so well put together in her life. I look up to her. But back to the story. So we spent the day preparing for the party. She did my hair, we chose an outfit for me, she fixed my make up; the works.

The party at the club was fun. I don't usually dance at clubs. A simple two step or swaying in my seat is fine enough for me. But as Amanda, her sister, and I sat on a couch, we noticed that the number of couples that had come to the party was more than usual. Its sort of an un-written rule that when you go to a club or party, you don't bring your other half. As Amanda put it, "Don't bring sand to the beach." I only believe this, simply because it can cause drama. For example, if someone's boyfriend was drunk and tried to come on to me or vice versa, what and how would the girlfriend feel? Even a look can cause some kind of quarell. Therefore, I feel that some events are better to go solo to.

But, back to the couples. They decided to stand all in one group, right in front of Amanda and I. I watched and observed the couples and noted their behavior. It was like the men were more interested in the women than the women in the men. Amanda just shook her head and laughed at them because she feels that men shouldn't act so "soft".

Across the room I also witnessed, unwillingly, a couple that was on the verge having sex right there on the couch they were sitting on. I turned to Amanda and said "I hope they know eachother". We laughed about it for the first five minutes but after awhile we were in pure amazment. I think that everyone in that club had stopped at least twice to watch this couple as they unshamfully made out. The guy had his hand under the woman's skirt and was sucking on her breasts. They did not come up for air ONCE in about 10 minutes. They only moved because someone had bought a bottle of champagne and needed the table right in front of the two lovers.

Watching all of this, it came to me that is the club a good place to find someone worth having a relationship? Sure they're good for one-night-stands. Thats a fact. But do you really want to be with someone that you just met and began making out intensly within two minutes of knowing him or her? Would that man have taken that woman he was about to impregnate, home to meet his mother?

Of coarse I also wondered about if I would take any of the guys in the club seriously. The way some of them carried themselvs seemed to catch my attention. However, how some others carried themeselves was totally ridiculous. Not to mention some of the women were completely embarrassing themselves as well as me, and I didn't even know them. But those were the women getting attention. Do I have to act like my class level has dropped a few pegs just to get a guy to say hello? I don't think I should but from what I saw, it looks like women that behave badly in public, seem to get most of the attention. However, is the guy giving the attention worth my time if all he is interested in is a girl that gets sloppy drunk and grinds on the next thing with a penis that passes her by?

My first club experience was this August when I went away to school. I had gone shopping with my new girl friends and gotten a new dress, shoes, accessories, etc. However, the attention was once again, focused on the girls that were humping the floor with their dresses riding up.

I guess that for me, at least, my yet-to-be-found other half is not someone I'll meet at the club. Not to say that people who party are all 2nd class citizens because that it not the case at all. I just realized that I'm the type of girl that would much rather bump into an interesting young man in a bookstore or library, the mall while buying his mother a gift, or something around those means. But can other people find love in a club? Or is it just Mr./Mrs. Right Now, instead of Mr./Mrs. Right?

~Noelle