Wow saturday night was so much fun. It started out sucking so bad. I had nothing to do, no where to go, and all my friends were busy. Not to mention the night before didn’t help the situation much, but I wont go into that it was god awful. So im lying in bed half asleep and I get invited to go to a desert rave … first thought that comes to my mind is ‘I dont go to raves.’ Second thought to come into my head was’ I dont do drugs.’ I ended up deciding to go so me and 3 friends and 2 people I just met went on our way.
It was in Middle of the Desert, AZ and it took us a while to get there, we took a few wrong roads once we got off the freeway but we found our way there. Cover was $15 a head and we had 6 people in our car. The lady taking money let our whole car in for $40 so that was cool. We got down to the music area and i’m liking the music, but I kept thinking to myself wtf am I doing here. I started out the night with a beer and had 1 more before I decided to quit drinking. Apparently I was tagged as the DD heh, but I didn’t mind. Getting royally wasted in the desert isn’t really my idea of fun.
So after about an hour of just walking around practically by myself just enjoying the music, I start to not give a fuck about anything. I’d spent the last 36 hours thinking of nothing but the bad crap in my life. After about an hour at this rave enjoying the music I gave in and just had fun all damn night. I’ve never danced before, and I danced like a fool for 5 hours straight. And I didn’t care who saw me, I was having to much fun. It’s nice to know I have an escape from life should I ever want one, and i’m sure I will, probably more often than I should heh. In fact next weekend I am driving out to california to see my friend Heather and we are going to Monster Massive to get down with our bad dancing selves!
What can I say, the raver scene has captivated me!
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