Doing Something I Will Totally Hate

I remember back during my freshman year in high school, our Homecoming Dance was around the corner. Being a freshman and not knowing anything about high school dances, I became interested in attending the dance. Then, the venue was revealed “Excalibur” night club. My first thought was that I would totally hate the dance. Why? Because it was at a club. I did not think that I would fit in with the “club life”.

After all, as you can recall to my previous blog, one of my guilty pleasures is listening to Blues Music. I don't know any of that rap and hip hop stuff. If I don't know it, then I know I certainly can't dance to it either! These thoughts would come after I purchased the tickets for the Homecoming Dance. I knew this wasn't going to be any fun. In fact to top it all, I did not have a date. Although, at my high school, no one really worried about having a date got Homecoming. It was not nearly as crucial as if you were a senior going to prom.

As I walked into the door of Excalibur, I was greeted by some school officials. They were checking our school ID's. In a way, this served as preparation for the real life when some of us actually start clubbing. Then as I proceeded into the main area, I noticed that it was very cold. The air conditioning was powerful, almost too powerful. As the night wore on, the club became packed and the majority of the students proceeded to the dance floor, including myself. I began dancing to songs I thought I didn't know, but somehow had heard once before. Everyone was dancing, laughing and having a really good time. I danced with a variety of people and had a really fun time. For something I thought I would hate, it actually turned out to be a lot of fun.

Guilty Pleasures

When thinking about “Guilty Pleasures”, many thoughts come to mind. Depending on you and your beliefs, anything can be considered a “Guilty Pleasure”. My “Guilty Pleasure” is really not that guilty. My “Guilty Pleasure” is that I listen to the Blues. Now many of you may wonder how that makes me feel “guilty”. Here is what you probably don't know about me. I am only 18 years old and the majority of my generation becomes confused when you mention B.B. King.

All throughout my childhood I felt like an outcast. Very seldom did I meet someone who listened to my music. It was very awkward when someone would try to talk to me about the latest “Snoop Dogg” or “Nelly” rap song. When people would make references to “Soulja Boy”, I thought they were making a military reference. In fact, I usually nodded my head and acted as if I knew what they were talking about. Eventually I broke out of my shell, but I still keep it a secret. You could say that I am hiding in the “Blues Closet”.

If anyone watches me with secret surveillance cameras, then they know that one of my favorite songs is “Wang Dang Doodle” by Koko Taylor. As much as I love that song, I am too embarrassed to even mention the title to my friends. I fear that they may laugh me out out of the room just by the name of the song. Even though one of my life motto's is to “Walk to the beat of your own drum”, I prefer to do it quietly. One day, I will proudly tell someone that I don't listen to Rap and Hip Hop Music. Hopefully they will not frown down on me. But then again, who cares, I will listen to what I want to listen to. If they don't accept it then too bad.