Well, I finally got to my first big party this past weekend. Me
and my friend Kent went to a rave called Beyond (I think that was the name)
here in Winston-Salem, NC at the Millenium Center. It was incredibly
cool. I went completely sober, but I still had a great time.
We arrived around midnight and got in line to get in. After waiting
20 minutes, a guy walked by and said that the line for people with tickets
was around on the other side of the building. So we walked around
and got into a line with about 10 people. In a few minutes we had
walked through the front doors, been frisked for weapons (I'm guessing
cause they didn't look too hard for drugs or anything), got wristbands
to show we had payed, and jumped into the flow of people through a narrow
hallway. The DJ's were already spinning, and the bass was shaking
the windows. The visual aspect was incredible. They had lasers
going all over the place, colored lights, a directed black light, a disco
ball reflecting lasers of light all over, and of course a fog maching to
make it look even cooler. And of course the lights were coordinated
with the music. After a few minutes of checking out the scene, me
and Kent found a clear spot on the 'dance floor' and started dancing for
what would be the next few hours. A friend named Kevin ran into us
and we chilled with him for awhile. He has this really cool glowing
balls that he plays with at parties and juggles and whatnot. Very
mesmerizing to watch. After dancing for awhile, we took a break to
re-hydrate at a buck fifty per bottle. We sat in the 'lobby' cooling
down and just chilling smoking cigarettes for awhile. Then it was
back to the party. After some more dancing and resting, I decided
I was tired as hell and needed a quick catnap. WE went back to my
car and I caught a quick hour of sleep. Then back to the party for
some more dancing. When we finally felt drained enough not to be
able to dance anymore, we decided we might as well take off, cause the
DJ at the time wasn't all that great, and the rave would be over in an
hour or so. We walked out of the doors at 6:30 to be greeted by the
rising sun, and the cold morniing air. After getting home, getting
a bowl of Lucky Charms and some Scooby Doo cartoons, I crashed til about
3pm.
All in all the rave was a blast, and definitely
worth the $22 I paid for a ticket. And it was rather safe, i.e. no
drugs or weapons rampant among the party kids. BUt then again, I'm
sure many of the kids there were under hte influence of something or other,
but that didn't affect my partying. There were some of the biggest
friggin pants on some of the kids there. I still don't understand
that style. I can understand baggy, but baggy to the point of where
you look like you're wearing a dress? *shrug* oh well.. do your own
thing I guess. I do have a great respect for the kids who can dance.
I need to learn some 'moves.' I basically do my own thing, i.e. whatever
feels right at that moment in the music that moves my muscles. But
I love dancing, and I love the music, and I can't wait for the next rave
near here.