So, bars. Fun? Er, no.

[rowanberries]

Okay, so I went to a bar for the first time tonight. With a friend, I'm not completely silly. It seemed... okay at first. But then the scary people I was with bought shots. Yes, I had some, because being sober in a room full of people you do not know is not fun. They were disgusting. I like the taste of alcohol, usually. But they tasted all fake and ew. And the music was incredibly loud, so I couldn't have a conversation with the one person there I knew and liked. And then people tried to make me dance to said music. But you kinda have to be in a good mood to dance, and I really wasn't. So I stayed at the bar and two random older guys hit on me in very quick succession, and said exactly the same things in the same order. I think there must be some sort of code. But I was scared, and trying to give 'go away!' signals while still being polite and oh my God. The fear. Yes, I was scared. Yes, I am pathetic. But dear God I do not think I'll be doing that again in a hurry. I just don't think I can cope with it. Milliways is the only bar I'm going near for a while.