It’s been an interesting three weeks since the start of the semester, with that being said, I have an issue. I have tried on multiple occasions (2) to go to apartment parties to see old friends this semester and it was BAD. I don’t know what it is, maybe I’m not seeing things through rose-freshman colored lenses anymore- or maybe I’m just washed up. Whichever the reason is, the apartment party scene must STOP!
This is an overview of how both nights have gone:
Pulls up to party, sees kids puking in the streets.
Walks in, sees a couple old friends and a couple hundred new ones that are all approximately 12 years old.
Finds a place of refuge and decides to man up and stick around, you already made it this far.
Find a friend to support you during this tough time, and go grab a drink.
Oh no! There’s no beer (water) left.
Throw in watching some creepy dance floor makeout’s and I think you get the idea.
Moral of the story, stay away- or atleast make sure you have a backup plan.