Shaking A Tailfeather

ORIGINALLY WRITTEN IN MARCH BUT I"M JUST NOW POSTING IT.

If I play my cards right, I can get the gist of my studying done in time to actually see the tantalizing lights of a club. As a college student this day normally falls on a Thursday due to the fact that I do not have classes on Friday. However, this does not mean every Thursday night is party night, a sistah got thangs to do.But when I find the time, I am thoroughly excited. I know that I am giving myself the opportunity to go out, dance the night away-relieving myself of stress, and have fun with girls.
Before all that happens, I have to prep for the club. Which means, consuming lots of water through out the day to stay hydrated. Then picking out my shoes, outfit, and jewelry, doing this allows for a good nap prior to getting dressed. The easiest part to getting ready, believe it or not, is my hair. I wet it in the shower, let it get curly, hop out and put some hair lotion-once I add my head band..I'm done!
I like doing a little dramatic eye make up, I not a fan of foundations and all that other stuff. Just some eye shadows, eye liner, and lip gloss..lets go. If I'm trying new eye shadow colors together, I would have practice the day before or so, so when its time to get ready, it doesn't take me long.
I slip into my outfit, usually flattering my curves, and showing just enough skin, without having to worry about over exposure. Then slip on some high to the sky heels.I love the way they accentuate my legs.
I check in on all the ladies riding with me, and we all meet in the student parking lot. We take the 15-20 minute drive down Sunset to Hollywood, and scavenger hunt for free parking.
We all get in line, til its our time to pass the threshold into the dimly lit club with the top 40's blasting through the speakers. Once in the club, there is grinding, dropping it like its hot, SOME of the latest dance moves, and singing along to the song like it was your own. I know I dance til I feel the burn in my thighs and calves, but even then I keep going. Lots of laughing with the girl friends. Possibly saving them from a few dudes, and vice versa. We are there til the light come on, which is my favorite part, because people who know they are slightly facially challenged are the first ones to rush to the exit. I get a last look around, get proper visual of the dance partners I had that night, and strut out with my chicas.
We don't do parking lot pimping, so we hop back into my car, and make our way to Denny's, reviews the night. Who dance with who. The did you see...!!!! or I can't believe..!!!! Fun TIMES!!!