Last night began so early. Two girls from my fashion class, and myself, went to the 13th Gate in Baton Rouge. It was soooo scary, but it just so happened that my body was laced with vodka pretty much from 7pm until 4am. A drunken night would not be complete without going downtown and dancing to the extremes. It was nice to visit some of the "straight" bars. The glares and awkward glances only fueled me. After all, I was just another normal person just trying to have fun. :)