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Party, Rave, Event, what ever you want to call it, what was your first one like? Do you even remember it? or were you ******** out of your tree? was it a massive, a small basement bash, some alright club event, or pure crap? what effect did it have on your life and did it drag you into the scene or did it just feel right? iunno, I just thought it would be interesting for everyone to share. question

My first dancey party was at a friend's place, who is no longer my friend apparently... Long story that seems to be never ending and non-changing and not really the point.. Anyway, old friend of my boyfriend's who he happened to remeet and we ended up becoming really good friends and constant party pals. Basically we'd do e and party at his place with a whole bunch of friends and bomb music... But we grew out of that, though not nearly soon enough. My poor body, abused with so many dirty dirty pills.

Anyway, first real event was Evolve. My god was it ever amazing, but I did too many pills the first night and ruined it for myself. Was still a blast, but could have been so much more. Plus I just went with my boyfriend so we mostly just talked to each other instead of anyone else, unlike my second Evolve. I guess I was a little unsure and still very shy. I've quite out going now and really don't give a ********. xD Still, was an amazing time and drew me right in. Admitedly, I probably never would have started dancing if it weren't for pills, I was way too self concious. But now I dance for the fun of dancing. ;D

lol. I don't think that is what he ment layra. Its cool though, we should form a virgin club!

Uh yeah I have yet to go to a club/rave/thingy. I would like to though...(stupid 12 and up events stare ...)

uhh... my first party was sometime in 99 or 2000, i dont remember what year. nor the name of the party, or who was spinning.

all i know is that i was rediculously stoned, and someone was shooting a film in the opera house and they wanted me to hold the lights for them.

but
A: i couldnt hear them
and
B: that confused the hell out of me

so they told me to stop smoking so much pot and proceeded to film some guy with huge dreadlocks break dancing.

i remember meeting some guy who knew who i was too, but i swear i've never seen him before in my life.

it was a weird night

My first real rave was called Two Tribes, May 31st 2003

Ohh I was so god damned ******** I don't remember half the night. I was so ********, when the cops came around my friend passed me the joint to throw off the balcony, but I decided to smoke it instead. Yeah the cop watched me for a few minutes, then left (thankfully). I was so ********, the pill I took lasted longer than my glowsticks (shut up), I was cleaning my house from the time I got home till I passed out around noon.

It was an awesome rave, it was called Two Tribes because it was bringing together the clubbers and ravers. There were a bunch of rooms, and a chill balcony with a bubble making machine (it was at a ski resort place)

Pictures Here
The first one is Eugene, he's the one behind a bunch of those flash raver video things

I've never been to a rave.

well I guess it's my turn to share.

I was stupid in some ways, I spoiled myself the first rave i went to. I forked out the 150 + expenses (so around 300 in the end) to go to shambhala. HOLY s**t!... even just getting there it blew my mind, i slept beside a highway with semi's driving not a full meter from my head... or tried to for a few hours. then waited in that line up for probably 6-7 hours the next day tog et in and find a camping spot. I laughed as one of the guys traveling with us got his 40 of bacardi confiscated. but we go in there, found a nice enough site with tree cover for some of the day and set up. Holy did I over prepare, i brought this big camp stove set up thing my dad has, with a stove and BBQ build onto a collapsable table. It weighs a tonne but its convenient. we also brought like, gourmet camping food like sausage and stuff like that, needless to say I learned my lesson and kept it way simpler this year. but the first night, i felt gross and dirty but holy HIT.. i met britz earlier that day, which was trippy and awkward as ********, but saw her again on the beach and hung out a little bit, enjoyed myself and eased myself into the whole "atmosphere". but the second night went crazy, i spent almost the entire night at the DnB stag dancing my a** off, damn did I hurt the next day but night 3 was just as good, more relaxed, and i got a shower that day so I felt refreshed.

never have I been so out of m mind, and out going, i talked to random strangers, gave strange (and cute) girls hugs., met one of my future close friends, well more got to know him better. I drank I think 3 of the bottle redbull, 2 monsters, 2 bawls, 2 base, and a s**t load of 5 alive ( a full 12 pack over 3 days... along with water etc) and i barely slept more then 5 hours a night, tops. i felt like s**t for a week after but it was entirely worth it. and it just seems like every party, even the one night in the city affairs just gets better, though nothing beat mountain air at 5 am when you're ready to pass out from exhaustion. I don't think I will ever want to stop going to shamb... I even found a job where I get enough paid vacation time that I'm going this year for sure. xd

man if only I weren't so pathetic and didn't wait till i was almost 19 to start partying.

oh please do, i need the wonderful entertainment right now.