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The Return?

[Sep. 11th, 2007|08:23 pm]

[	Tags	\|	bb8, brian, destiny, facebook, watford	]
[	Current State of Mind	\|	amused	]

So yes, I am back, "Back from where you say?" well I'm not too sure, its not like I did much during this two year absence. While some of you maybe shocked that I have returned to post after so long. A lengthy time that even warrants closure of this account and shutting up shop for good, since let's face it; most of my posts are complete rubbish and are better of as random posts/notes on Facebook.

Speaking of Facebook, it is officially taken over! I was standing in the "Que" (This is how they spelt it, not me, rather irritating really for a largely English populated area.)and I overheard someone ask how to get VIP/Guest list and the bouncer simply replied Facebook. The DJ was constantly going on about it as well, I'm not sure the reason to be honest, may of had something to do with Brian from BB8. Was he the winner? I stopped watching the show after the first year. In the news over several things, companies complaining they're losing millions since all their workers are wasting their time on social networking websites. Football managers warning players not to use the site as girls are lining up to add them and become a WAG, or should it be WoG (Wives or Girlfriends) but obviously I realise the racial connotations with this.

So this brings me to another reason why I have chosen to post an entry here rather than Facebook, too many people I don't really know will read what I post, same can be said for here but not too many people know of this blog, and those who do will hardly ever read it. While normally I don't care who reads what I write (yes I'm contradicting myself), the Internet is a vessel for free-thought any who. However the topic is on one of their (the people I don't know, but have added me on Facebook, since I went to school with them and they want their friends list to be bigger) sacred watering holes, in the town of Watford.

So the night began with me heading to a friends house as she got ready, and her girls trying to navigate their way there. Once everyone had arrived, and the girls did what they do to get ready. We all piled into a VW Beetle Convertible, and when I say piled in, I mean pretty illegal likely-to-get-pulled-over piled-in, reminded me of my youth to be honest. With the girls driving and navigating, it was rather hectic inside the car as we entered Watford Town Centre.

We began the night with a few drinks at the local Lloyd's bar, the first thing I noticed is that everyone was white, and they were wearing the same thing, well almost the same thing, the guys all donning a skin-head or a hair style they'd seen off the telly. Styles that most Chinese and SE Asian people I knew had already done to death years ago. After a few minutes "enjoying" my watered down Strongbow, seriously now how can you do that to an English Cider. I began to realise the girls, (not the ones I was with) the somewhat generic looking girls were drinking pitchers of cocktails, not one between a few girls, one EACH, with two straws for maximum suction. There certainly is a class level between the sort of night-out in Watford, than in Central London, that's for sure.

After the drinks we headed to the club pretty early to take advantage of the free entry, again something I had usually done in my youth. Now I heard a lot about the club, Destiny during secondary school, most of the cool kids all went their during their Under-18 gigs, and probably times with fake-ID. I wasn't interested to go along with them to be honest, I didn't think it was my sort of scene, I was in Central London, with cooler people I had met along the way through puberty, going to cooler places. And going there now, I think I was right.

We sat in the empty club as it slowly filled with lots more white people, now don't get me wrong, I love you guys. I have a lot of white friends, and a great respect for this Nation I was born in. But I have never ever seen so many completely wankered white people in my life, seriously now the binge drinking does not help the image of the country nor your livers(that said, and the NHS). I realise it's been a social aspect since the World Wars, and even before that just generally in your blood during the medieval times, drinking heavily before going into battle. We moved between the R'n'B/Hip Hop room and the General floor a few times, the General floor mainly playing Club Anthem Classics, and the R'n'B/Hip Hop room playing the same ol' usual songs a Rn B/Hip Hop room plays. Now I prefer everything in moderation, and because of this each rooms music was getting stagnant and boring, one room playing a mix of the two would of been a lot better. The other difference between the two room was colour, the General floor was filled with white folk wanting that feel for Aiya Napa and Ibiza, while the R'n'B/Hip Hop room was crowed with Asians and black folk, also the Asian and black guys knew a few dance moves, mainly stepping, a bit of popping. They were mixing both the blood and crip walk, which in the US is obviously a big no-no, don't use either in a club unless you know where you are and who is around watching. While the white folk who were drunk were dancing like drunkard white folk and the more sober ones trying not to look silly and looked rather uncomfortable.

To be honest I was uncomfortable with dancing to so many Club Anthems, I just don't have the energy for it. Hip Hop requires a lot less movement from guys, unless you want to win an award or medal like in, "Save the Last Dance". Now on the general dance floor there are two cages on next to the DJ booth, of which we noticed that Paris and Brittany had clear made a mark on a girl, who was shaking her thing above us with no knickers on. Very classy. This was around the time my ass got squeezed a couple of times, by a girl or guy I wouldn't have a clue. I would assume the latter to be honest, since it is usually their modus operandi in a club, that and later on that dance floor a guy was dancing really close behind me, I quickly moved away to the other side of my friends. I absolutely loved the Pendulum, as well as general Jungle and DnB set the DJ's gave, which I obviously raved up like a loony.

The best part of the night was meeting Brian from BB8. Not really, as previously said I haven't watched the show in years, and I have no idea what his relevance in BB8 is. However that didn't stop a member of our group going completely crazy for him as we waiting next to the area he was to make his entry from. I also noticed a rather effeminate man standing waiting as well, he seemed to be undoing his belt, and just generally touching himself in anticipation of Brian.

Actually I think the best part of the night was recieving the respect touch from a black guy in a wheel-chair in the R'n'B/Hip Hop room. I walked in just as the track changed and the rather lonesome black guy was getting his groove on with no discernable friends accompanying him, I imitated his groove and directed some energy and respect his way. To which he responded with holding out his closed fist towards me, returning the respect he had been givin, That or he just liked my Artful Dodger jacket. Personally I like to think it was the former, since it gives the feeling that I had done a good deed that night.

The night ended with me crashing at my friends as the girl driving didn't want to detour to my house, which really pissed me off as it can be easily routed to as a point on the way to my friends house. Oh well.

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