#partyholic

haiii guysys it's like 11pm rn and i recently got home from a school party

i drank alot of mocktails and danced ny heart out sjeuhhdhw

i'm uber tireds nyaw mmm goodnighty

Have you ever moron the house to go to a fete? Pixie did. Many times.

“I love going out.  You can call me a party animal.  I was fourteen when I used to sneak out (moron) the house to go to parties.  My mother has come to collect me at parties several times too.  I was a very out going, music loving, party kid.  I think that I turned out ok despite what people had to say.  I am loving my life and will not stop loving it.”

As I already said, I just can’t say no to parties and festivals. I cannot say no to the crowd, to the flow, to the music, to liquor and to dancing. That is the deadly sin number eight, if you ask me.  The euphoria, the madness during most popular songs, the bliss you feel when you hear your favorite song live, it is almost like you ended up heaven, I feel blessed and delighted every single time. 

So, you can see me on your local festival listening to some country or folk music. You can find me going crazy on the biggest trance music festivals in the world, and the day after, at some small village listening to rock bends still on the beginning of their career. Or, getting over a bad hangover at a nearby bar with a band playing some jazz live. I will also be happy to attend your daughter’s school recital, or a street performance of a travelling group of musicians using instruments I have never heard before. 

The fun has arrived! It’s me, Marc! I promised my friends a long time ago I will start writing my blog and share my experiences. I was so busy travelling and partying, I couldn’t set my mind on it. I have decided to take a short break now, to save some energy for more parties to come, and truth be told, I am trying to get rid of this jet lag. Or could it be a long lasting hangover?

For all the people who don’t know me yet, I am Marc, and I’m a party maniac. I am that one person who you can call at four o’clock in the morning to go partying. I never refuse free tickets or free drinks, and I usually never sleep. I am that one person you can see in the airplane dressed completely in white and travelling to white sensation party. No matter where the party is, and who is playing. If the music is good, I’ll be dancing. If the crowd feels like jumping, I’ll make the first jump. My life is all about music, artists, being in a crowd and having fun and good time, wherever I am.

I don’t choose. I can enjoy myself at any party, and I am not at all exclusive when it comes to music. I don’t mind if the music is unfamiliar to me. I am perfectly fine with waking up in a completely different city thinking “What a great party that was!”. And I have never, ever said “I’m never doing this again”.