Acid Rock: Clubbing Outside Of My Element

Well, it's not something new... i go clubbing, we all know that, i've seen some of you blog readers in some clubs, wiether in kuwaiti underground clubs, or cairo's finest.
but this time i went to a far streched element... usually i know what kind of music the club plays, what kind of people are there and the driniking/dancing/making out policy there ;p~

any way, my Sort-of-friends took me clubbing, they raved about this place called acid in "Sin El-Feel" which litrally transelates as "the elephant's tooth"... GO FIGURE!
usually i like to accessories, wear a shirt and hot jeans, with buttons and all the add ons, coz being 19 i got bored of the same same clothing attitude most teenagers have, they are either punks, twinks, Emoes, Softies, casual or some other fucked up dressing label/code..
so i made up my own style, which is mainly a couple of styles mashed up together, tough labour shoes with tight slim jeans, shirts and at least 3 hand/wrist accessories, and a hige accessory like a tie or a hat or anything that make a kind of "elegantly twisted" statement.

on the other hand that night in particular i wanted to go clean, normal hair, plain t-shirt, slim jeans, and tennish shoes...

i thought i looked normal, if i saw myself in the street i wouldn't look back, i didn't expect any attention, coz seriously if you dont know what kind of club you are going to, ESPECIALLY WHAT KIND OF MUSIC its PLAYING!
there is no need to go all the way to dressy dress mania!
so we walked in, a very very VERY small area occupied with too much people...
go go dolls wanna be's on a seperate high pedestal like stage, paying the bouncer to dance there, scary hot partender girls waiting on an open bar, at least 300 of your favourite perverts labels dancing on the dance floor with cigarets and drinks, smashed glasses and cans on the floor, divided into crowds, that honestly have one usual thing in common, either that they were an... Unseemly crowd - Like mine is soooooo seemly! - or not so heavy on the looks crowd.

the music, it started off real bad, a mash up of techno house rave melodies, that killed the beat and made it one stable tone, the DJ obviously didn't know what he was doing, having too long bridges and too short riffs, making the crowd dance SO OFF BEAT! i was seriously surprised a place that popular was hosted by such bad DJ's!
but when the other DJ came? Boy did i party!

any way, usually when i walk into a club, if i was the liking item to a certain someone, i would be approached and asked to dance, in this club, if the girl/boy likes you they dont approach you, they wait to be approached, which is why no one was really dancing with any one that wasnt already their friend, well some rare people were bold enough to take the lead... Gotta admit!

sat on the bar, litrally ON the bar, this club was a stand up, which is why i liked it, it forced people to dance!
took hold of whats going on, knew the dj's style, figured out the mistakes on his beats so i could dance... To the beat :)!

any way not to make this too long, i had fun, at first i felt really bad looking, but then people started approaching, so i went with the flow, danced my ass off and broke the dawn...

people, life is short enjoy it while it lasts, even when you are outside of your element you owe it to yourself!

i'm sorry, I AM SO Sorry!

in my short life, I've met allot of people, seen, heard, talked and for sure loved, allot of people.
I was also hurt by the people I've met, most of them if not all of them hurt me once or twice, wither they hurt me by a word, a gesture, a conversation behind my back or even a look, I was hurt by most if not all of the people I met...

some people did not know that they've hurt me, so i didnt hear something from them, but some knew that they did, but not all of them said it.
I am sorry...

does it work? yes, it does, but is it enough?
you see when someone hurts you very bad, that it might cause depression for a week or two, when someone hurts you very bad, that you might consider a drastic change in life, when they hurt you so bad, that you turn into a sock on the floor, useless, i mean what can you do with one sock? except for maybe stuff it with sand and make a useless make believe puppet out of it, at that time, at that moment, and in that intensity, does sorry really work?

i've heard sorry for so many times, it just stopped working on me, now i need a gesture to really forgive someone...

i might need a hug, a kiss, a promise sometimes a small little look, because the word sorry is just warren out, sorry alone doesnt mean anything to me.
when i hurt someone, i stay days, maybe weeks tormenting myself about it, and the people who've met me, the people who've really gotten to know me noticed that when i hurt some one i get obsessed in trying to make it up for them, not just by a word, not just by sorry, because sorry alone is not enough!

its not enough, it needs real feelings, real meaning, real moments, it needs to be intense so you would be forgiven, so you would feel it, so you could feel it for real, so real in fact you might never hurt any one again, because only when you feel sorry, you realize how horrible it is to hurt someone.