So. You can get into pubs at 19 in Champaign, Illinois.

I, being me, was complaining to Bryan that I had nothing to do yesterday night. He promptly steals my computer and squeals. "C STREET!!!!!"

"C street?" I ask. Bryan nods and says, "BEST GAY BAR EVUR!!!!"

I sigh. I do not want gay men dancing up on me. But hey, I guess I might be able to dance with some girl. I look at the site and realize that you have to be 19 and up.

"Uh, Bryan. I'm not 19. I'm 18." He looks at me like I'm stupid. "You ARE 19, you dumb shit!"

"Oh yeahhhhh."

So we go. We pile four people into the backseat. I was back there. Dawn was sitting on my right. I'm squished behind Dash, and Dash is squashed onto Joe. Darian is sitting comfortably in the front seat.

Dash drops his gum and it falls into my crotch, and then bounces off the seat onto the floor. He begins to seach for his gum, and decides to check by my crotch first. I'm like: Hmm, Dash has no shame. So I reach down and pick up his pack of gum. He offers me a piece and I take it. Halfway to champaign, the gum starts to fall apart in my mouth, so Dash and I decide to spit it out. He rolls down his window and spits it out. I attempt to stick my head out the window and spit it out sloppily. It flies back into the car, making a gum web EVERYWHERE. When I finally attain all the pieces of my gum again, I throw it out the opposite window.

The ride is spent with Dash, Joe, and I talking about anime. We are nerds. When we get there, we get out and guess what is sticking to the back of Bryan's car? My gum. He starts yelling and then picks it off.

So. We get in the club and the floors are sticky as all hell. We start dancing. Joe buys me a beer. We start dancing as a group and then get up onto the stage and start dancing. We meet up with Leeyo. Then Dawn decides she needs a smoke, so we go outside and there's a little gay kid sittin in the corner of the outside area. He's wearing a argyle sweater and looks like Kurt from Glee. Dawn attempts to make small talk while I try to kick Bryan in the face. The gay Kurt-looking kid yells at me and tells me I'll get kicked out if I'm violent. He then goes and reads the entire sign about what is not tolerated at the dance club. It's hilarious. This kid is pretty drunk. We go back inside and Dash buys me a beer. I sit down to drink it and the Kurt-kid asks me if I'm 21. I answer, "Hell naw, I'm 19." He asks how I got it. I say I got it from a friend. He asks me about this friend getting HIM a beer, and I play it off. I don't want to bother my friends with this guy.

I go to dance after I'm done drinking and trip up the stairs. I start dancing with Dawn. At first, I'm resistant, because I'm shy, but eventually I get into it and we're doing the whole "I'll stand behind you and just follow your ass and you be the good dancer".

I then start dancing with Leeyo, Dash, and Joe. If they were strangers, I wouldn't have. But, because they're my friends, we danced. Dash and I laughed the whole time we danced with eachother because we're weird like that. We were just havin fun. Another one of the main reasons I did this was because this creepy-ass 40 year old Mexican guy was trying to dance with me.

We eventually have to leave after dancing for 3 hours. It's 15 degrees out and I'm wearing a t-shirt. We stop at McDonalds on the way home, because nothing sounds as delicious as McDonalds when you're not sober. Anywho, eventaully get back to the dorms and there are seven cop cars surrounding Hewett and Manchester hall. I'm sober by now, so I'm good, but we got to see two guys get arrested.

I slept like a baby. Also, no hangover. Me- 2 Hangovers- 0.

And that was my first gay bar experience. OH! Also. Some guy got his pants pulled down and I saw his ass. I almost cried and died laughing.

End of story. My life is too wierd.