compare and contrast

when suddenly, while scrolling on my Facebook feed, i encountered a picture of some of my friends whose names are not to be mentioned, partying in a club in the big city, all looking glammed up by their nightly attires and sweat from all the dancing as if they are the kings and queens of this wide wild world. i blinked and thought of the last picture ive had with some of my girls. it was when we were having our moment in attempting to make the meringue in our sansrival and our lil reunion in the boulevard while playing out a really loud music in which we sang along with, which pretty much made us look like weird... stuffs. and then i smiled. yes ive attended dances with friends in where some of us show not so innocent moves, and sometimes in disco houses with my family, and it feels really good to shake up those booties while the light is changing colors and is catching up with the rhythm of the music. but i wonder if those people partying in clubs get the same kind of simple joy that me and my unusual friends share while having our geeky moments.

now here's a bit of tay swift's thug story:
No I ain't got a gun
No I never really been in a club
Still live with my parents but I'm still a thug
I'm so gangster you can find me baking cookies at night
You out clubbing but I just made caramel delight
T-Swift and T-Pain rapping on the same track
It's a thug story, tell me can you handle that?


-geianne