Boy Diaries

  I went to Part Time Punks two weeks ago when they had David Bowie night. I truly love to dance and have the best time possible when I go out with my best friend. I am trying to make the best memories possible and on this particular night it started off like usual us getting lost. (I have to admit it was my fault, because I told my friend to turn on this random street that did not lead us to Sunset but somewhere in Vermont.) Yes we were lost for about 20 minutes but the good thing is that we were able to cruise the night streets in search of the Echoplex...Seriously I am bad with directions. But then my friend had an awesome idea of getting on the freeway and she remembered that our exit was Glendale/Echo Park...Once off the freeway my friend was making a right turn..but I was able to save the day when I saw the sign on the left that said Echo Park and yipee we ended up in the right place or else we were going to continue being lost and never making it to "Part Time Punks."

    Once we got in the club the night started a bit slow. I had forgotten that people started showing up to the club at 11:00 oppose to 10:30 (ha, ha). My friend went to get a drink and we were just checking out the scene like we usually do and talked. When this guy with a "Smith's" t-shirt says "hi" to both of us. We reply and smile politely lately we are on our quest of making new friends. (ha, ha)
Anyways our night began when the guest dj was going to start his set Jose Maldonado from Sweet and Tender Hooligans and that is when my feet went loose for some danciiing. I wasn't going to stand all night waiting for some guy to ask me to dance. I am over that already if boys rarely asked me to dance in my teenage years and quinceanera parties what makes me want to stand in a club that I paid to go in and dance. I stopped being afraid of danciing alone and that made me super happy.

My friend and I were having fun dancing when she gets the idea of wanting to talk to some guy who was holding his drink and not dancing at all. I told her that it was cool. She asked him to dance and I felt very happy for her. The biggest highlight of the night is when my friend tells the boy she is dancing with that I should dance with his friend. I was okay with that because I felt bad for the guy, because he was just standing there. I only danced one song with him, because the night was coming to an end and it was closing time. (I will write a part 2 for this post.)