You know maybe Paul was right

He said something to the effect, that if Christ did not rise from the grave we are to be pitied more than all men.

I was at a "Rave" tonight, and well... my convictions were put to the test. People were drinking, which I find disgusting, because A. it stinks, and B. it's not all that healthy. Peope were also smoking, which is just disgusting I mean seriously, you're not that cool if you smoke. They were all having a grand old time, they didn't have anything to worry about, they'd just sleep in the next morning.
Now don't get me wrong I enjoyed myself with the glowsticks, blacklight, and pixie stixs. But I was definitely not having the most fun.
Being a Christian means that you do obstain from a lot of things, and people think you're weird because of it. I mean people were so drunk they couldn't feel their faces. One guy was so drunk he thought I stole his pants and that my name was Tim, he was calling everyone faggots before he finally succumbed to the alcohol and passed out.
But here's the kicker, Jesus did rise from the grave, so we don't have to be pitied, in fact I felt quite the opposite, I felt pity for the others.
One didn't want to be drunk anymore, but despite her best efforts she couldn't stop, it brought her to tears. People who are normally quite on the ball about things, were in some sort of delayed stooper that they won't even remember in the morning.
I don't know what to do. I can't just abandon them, they are some pretty awesome people, when not intoxicated. But I'm expected to leave my God at the door. So what do I do? Do I bring him in anyways, and get shunned? Do I just abandon the cause when with these people, or is there some sort of middle ground I can find?
Well until I find out the answers to those questions I guess I'll just have to play it by ear, listening for what God wants.