Motivational Monday: ‘When The Lights Come On’ – Jin ft. Joseph Vincent

The allure to clubbing wore me out after only a few short years. When friends ask me to go now and I say, “nah, I’m kind of over it,” they reply, “Whaa! But you’re only [however young you think I am]!”

Trust me, I had my fun(?) back in the heyday.

Short skirts, sky-high heels, false lashes, shots, shots, more shots, chasing down with a can of Coke, cramming into cars, avoiding being designated drivers, long lines before you even see the dance floor, getting in because you’re a girl, checking out people, checking out people checking you out, loud loud LOUD MUSIC, a mess of faces, squeezing between those faces, drinks, more drinks, being careful not to spill drinks, spilling drinks, oops, loud, can’t hear, can’t think, just moving, moving any part of my body that can feel the beat, checking out, any cute guys?, no cute guys, how about average guys?, how about just a guy that’s taller than me?, spot target, smile, yelling things, “what’s your name?”, “wanna dance?”, dance, dance, revolution, pained feet, numb feet, step, step, step, jump, jump, wave your hands in the air, toss the hair around a bit, hands on waist, hands on hips, hands on — don’t even think about it, shake shake, “wanna drink?”, more drinks, how many drinks am I on? I don’t care, just want a cup in my hand, the music has become indistinguishable, one tune sounds like the other, “Ooh I love this song! At least I think I do…”, jump, jump, turn around, holding hands, with whoever — boy, girl, friend, stranger, dance, dance, ‘I’m getting sleepy”, eyes can’t stay open anymore, dance, turn, dance, jump, sip drink, toss hair, toss toss, lights ON, people looking a lot more towed up and tired than I thought they were, uncontrollable giggles, smooch, need water, need water NOW, heading home, talking WAY TOO LOUDLY in the car, dozing off, get into bed, KNOCKED OUT.

Sound familiar? I get the whole clubbing culture and why people can think it’s so fun and freeing, especially after a long work week or an especially tough finals period but after awhile, it just all started to feel the same to me. No matter how hip or hot or happening a club is, at the end of the day, it’s just another dark crowded space with loud music blasting on high jam-packed with a bunch of people looking to hook up or be drunk out of their minds or the occasional rare person who actually just wants to dance (that’s me *cough cough).

This music video and song perfectly encapsulates how I feel about the whole clubbing thing now:

We are made for more. We are made for so much more.

The funny thing is, I do still go to clubs every once in a (long) while. But I don’t go looking for a hookup anymore and I really do dance like nobody’s watching (sometimes it’s really not a pretty sight so you actually really shouldn’t be watching). And you know what? I have the best time ever when I do that.

Shoutouts to homeboys Joseph Vincent and Tom Ngo for the awesome video and nice to know Jin still got it!)

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