Last night I had a lot of fun. It was great, don't get me wrong. Surrounding myself with my friends who really know how to party it up, jumping, dancing, singing and being comfortable as shit in my sneakers in a club -- I loved it.
But it annoys me to no end that I'm constantly finding myself in this state after a night of partying where I think about the things that I've observed in the club. Last night, I found myself squashed between two couples making out around us. In between kisses, the guy, who looked quite classy in a suit and comb back hair was shouting to the girl's ear, "what's your name" and "how old are you?" you know, all the typical get-to-know-you questions that people usually ask when they meet you for the first time, except that this was done in between sticking their tongues down each other's throats. The other couple just met because their own group of friends pushed them together and the girl was shamelessly sticking her ass into the guy's crotch. Evidently they were enjoying that grinding session.
It's sick but I really wonder why people do it. Kisses and hugs don't mean shit anymore, is that what everyone is saying? I will never know.
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