SELF CONFESSED PARTY POOPER!

Last night I got convinced to go to a beach themed uni party. It was an extremely last minute decision and I had to whip an outfit together in about 15 minutes. I am not one to attend uni parties. I hate to go out. I have only ever been out a handful of times and not once have I come home more satisfied than what I was previously. I understand that it is up to each individual to choose what they do in their spare time, but for me to go out to some club where you hardly know anybody, paying $15 entry (sometimes more, sometimes less) and then having no other choice but to pay about $10 for each alcoholic drink. This is not my idea of a 'good time'. People say that going out is a good way to socialise, but really I don't think a whole lot of socialising or catching up can be done when everyone is so drunk they can barely stand up and the music is so loud that you can't even hear yourself think. I really just don't understand why people would willingly want to go out, from what I have experienced it isn't fun at all. There are so many things that I would rather be doing than hanging around with a bunch of drunk people with vomit on their shoes. It's disgusting! I know some people that go out like three times a week. Usually Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. They rave on about how much fun they have and make it out like if you don't go you aren't cool. But I have finally come to realise that they must be seriously delusional or just really insecure that they have to go out just so they can feel good about themselves. I obviously wasn't born with the 'go out and party' gene because honestly I'd rather watch paint dry on a tacky commission home.
Drinking raspberry daiquiris was the best part of the night ;)