My observation

I was so excited the hole day. Last night we were going to our clubhouse party. I arrived at my friend's house before hand, because we were going together. Once I climbed out of my car I could smell the gasses from another car. It burned my nose. It reminded me each time I was near someone who is smoking, and it floats my way. As we and the other first years arrived at the club, I could hear the music playing loudly inside. The place smelled unfamiliar. My friends and I bought our drinks and went to sit on the hard bench. We enjoyed each other’s company. I felt a sense of warmth, not because of the temperature but because of having the privilege to know these good people. As we were seated, I started to spot different social groups. We as the one group was separated by the other one. We on the relaxed side of the party. Talking with each other and dancing a little bit in between. The other group were mostly made out of the older students and extroverts. Dancing a lot, talking to different people and not staying put in one place. At the end of the night the club was also smelling like a dumpster cite. The different smells of sweat, hormones, alcohol and vomit contributed to the association. In my mind I could remember each time when driving back into my hometown from the East, I also smelted that smell, because of the dumpster cite and sewage farm near the entrance. In the end I left with my friends, knowing that I am with the right type of people/community.