This month, and last month has been pretty crazy. My grandma died on Thanksgiving, and then after that my friend tricked me into going to a strip club. I was raised Christian, and was always against that sort of thing, and yet I ended up there. I'll explain the story. They have been trying to get me to go for at least 2 years, and I guess me saying no so many times they figured they would lie to me, and get me to go that way. So my friend said he was going to Ashville, and when they came he headed toward Johnson City. I was like .... I thought we was going to Ashville. He said oh I know of something way better in Johnson City. I knew what he ment as soon as he said that. Needless to say I had a panic attack on the way. When we finally went to the strip club you sign in, and I felt more like I was siging my life away instead. Anyway we went in, and it wasn't exactly the way I had it pictured in my mind. Just a bunch of tables, and guys hanging out stareing at naked woman. The waitress came, and asked what we all wanted. I said I didn't want anything,but my friend bought me a beer anyway. I took maybe 4-5 sips of it, and thought it was terrible, and really don't see why people like it. Although I have had a mixed drink, and that would be more of my thing. Anyway... We stayed there for about a hour or more, and I figured we was leaving,but he bought me a lap dance of all things after he said he wouldn't embrass me. I kind of felt it was wrong to go,but when that girl was grinding on me If I said I didn't enjoy it I would be a liar.