My fight in a bar

Okay, Im exagerating slightly. But it got your attention! I went to a salsa club last night and it was so crowded I sat most of the night because you couldnt move on the dance floor. People were leaning over me dancing behind me while I was sitting. It was terrible. This chick was waving her hands wildly and hit me in the head three time. Two times I looked up at her and she never even looked at me to acknowlege what she had done. So the third time I grabbed her hard by the arm, gave her the death look and told her not to hit me again. I was ready to fight I was so pissed! She never hit me again. I said it in English because I had no idea how to express myself in Spanish. It didnt matter the music as so lound you couldnt hear anything anyway. So I made sure my death look would be effective. It was! Then when we left the club I couldnt open the door. It was locked from the outside and the bouncer had to open it. I couldnt believe it. If there was a fire we would all be dead. Im never going back.

Before the club our school had a party. One of the guys in charge is leaving. A lot of students and teachers showed up. Actually all of them. There were at least fourty people. It was fun. They played salsa music and only four people danced. Two guys and two girls. Yes, I was one of the four. They had tacos to eat and it was bring your own booze. Most of the new students are from Germany. Everyone is from Germany.

My fight in a bar