Friday, December 16, 2005

I used to be a raver. There, I admit it.

I started going out to clubs around the Midlands from 91 when I was 17 and I had the time of my life. I carried on going out until about 94. During this time I had some of the most weird and wonderful moments of my life.

Now, 14 years after taking my first E, I think it would be good to get some of these stories out of my head.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Gosh... I remember those times and the stories...It's just strange that those stories just stick in ur head and when u try and tellt hem to others they just dont xome out so right.... If I knew then--that those would be the times of my life--I would have partied a little more! :) Write some more! --Nancy From Portland, Oregon-- (raved in SF during early 90s)

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