Pub > Club

With 'ma gurls' on a recent night out. (One of the better ones).

When I started university, I was a little apprehensive about the whole drinking-until-you-pass-out-every-night thing. So, as a concerned prospective student, I naturally sought out every Fresher's Week horror story going (dressing up as a cow, being dragged around on all fours with a lead and forced to eat dog biscuits, anyone?). I was quite suitably terrified. Fortunately nothing quite that bad happened to me and it didn't take long before the weekly routine of going clubbing - and consequently not sleeping - three nights a week became second nature. Although I was too tired to take much in during my lectures, one thing I did learn was this: clubs are a bit shit.

Don't get me wrong: I do like to go out and have fun, but queuing up outside in the cold for half an hour, having to wait FOREVER to get served at the bar, getting my arse grabbed by random strangers (here's a thought: why is it suddenly ok to inappropriately touch people in a club?), standing up for hours in six-inch heels, having people throwing up around me, being expected to dance WHERE PEOPLE CAN SEE ME...nope, not my idea of fun. You might think I'm boring (I'm not, I'm actually really funny and interesting and extremely modest) and you can call me crazy, but I don't want to be the girl passed out in front of a club with her knickers on show - or, in some girls' cases, lack of knickers - or the girl who is so drunk she thinks deep throating a wooden rod infront of an audience is extremely alluring (actually happened. Kind of impressive, actually...).

What is wrong with going to a pub and having a few drinks with a group of friends, talking and laughing? And what happened to house parties?! They were the most fun! Trashing the house of the generous person who has opened their doors to you. Good times. You turn eighteen and suddenly BAM everyone's going to clubs rather than throwing parties. You can't have a conversation in a club and while dancing certainly is not my thing, talking definitely is. Talking is a skill I am well practised in. I can talk until the cows come home and, considering I don't live on a farm, that's a pretty long time. That's not to say I don't want to go clubbing EVER - I am still only twenty-two, after all. And I have had some good nights in clubs. But now that I've finished university, I don't think I'll find myself in one quite as often.

And that's what I think about that.

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4 Responses to Pub > Club

  1. I'm 22 too and definitely could've written this! Pre-drinking is my favourite bit of going out, getting dressed up with girlfriends and getting tipsy, drinking your own (cheaper!) drinks and putting your own music on. Then the going out bit tends to be a bit of a disappointment. I've heard other unis have more but at my uni but house-parties are really rare, we had so many when we were 15-18!
    I finish uni next week and we're moving out (the bf and I) to somewhere quite far away from any clubs so I'm hoping it's a good excuse to have all our friends round and just have a good house party :)
    The Life of Emily-Alice

    1. I completely agree - getting dressed up in a pretty outfit, doing my hair and makeup and pre-drinks is definitely the best part of a night out! No one has house parties at my uni either which is really rubbish. Good luck in your new home, sounds lovely and quiet! x

  2. I much rather prefer going to a pub than a club. My idea of having fun, does not include people touching me and throwing around me :P
    The best night out is going out with friends for a couple of drinks and having fun, that is all!
    xo, Anastasia

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