Party A'hoy!

(Just so you know, I had this post halfway written for a week and a half before I sat down and finished it. So in reality, the party took place over two weeks ago.)

Yup, you read that right, moi first partay. It may have been a week into school already, but you know what they say, better late than never.

So, 'twas a lazy Friday evening when I got an invitation to walk on over to Vince and Ted's room... from Sanjeev of course. I've never spoken of any of these people--go me!--so I'll give a quick description of each.

Vince is Ted's roommate. He's also one of the coolest people in the world. Well, actually, I don't know him that well, I just say that cause he's a cool guy to hang with. It's only recently, now that we live down the hall from each other, that I've begun to hang with him. Oh, and he's the most finely-dressed straight man I know.

Ted is Vince's roommate. Again, one of the coolest people in the world. And again, don't really know him. He seems like a conundrum wrapped in an enigma of a shell. Um... that made no sense (after having used dictionary.com to help me figure out what I just said), but give me another chance here to explain. Basically, he's one of the most outgoing guys I know, yet who plays video games avidly and knows computers. But not many people know this, because he's not a nerd at all. It's... weird, but cool. I wouldn't mind getting to know him better.

Sanjeev is Sandeep's twin. However, he really can't take advantage of this anymore since his brother's over at the grape (yes... UVA). However, this doesn't mean that he's not cool. He's actually very cool. Yup. Lot's of funny stories--most of which I just heard a few hours ago--to tell about him, so mebbe they'll slip out here and there in my posts. We'll see.

Ok, back to the topic at hand. So, I arrive at Vince's room to find him, Jeev, and John sitting and just hanging. Within about half an hour, the room had filled with at least twice as many girls (I know a few of them, but it's not worth going into detail since I've only seem them once since coming to Tech). That's how good Vince can be at times. As he says, they were our key to entering any party we wanted. Easily.

Well, eventually we headed out after hanging in their room for another half hour or so. Out we went to a party which we supposedly had directions to--of course they were horrible directions and we actually ended up going to a totally different one. Go figure. However, in the process of getting to our final destination, we turned around at least twice and took around an hour to even find the place. When we first saw the frat house we were headed to everything looked empty so we just sat around thinking of what went wrong. Soon enough, though, we learned that the party was in the back (I was wondering why there were so many cars parked at a place with no party in sight). And, like Vince had mentioned, the girls got our whole group in just a few minutes before they closed off the entrance.

Ok, one thing I have to make clear. At first, I was intimidated by the sheer number of people at the party. I'd guess that around one to two hundred people were in the backyard of the small frat house. But I really did not want to spend a few hours cramped together with like seven people at once. Luckily for me, we immediately walked into the cellar of the house where we spent the rest of our time there. Now this place sucked... bad. You could literally smell the moisture that accumulated in the basement, along with the sweat and heat from the many people packed inside (it was still better than outside). Just a tad--no reference to that kid from Europe intended--disgusting. In a few minutes, though, the horrendous conditions didn't matter anymore. I'm pretty sure you all know why. No real reason to say it. Just know that around fifteen minutes later, Vince was inebriated.

So yeah, the party was nothing like I expected it to be. Well, that's a lie. A blatant one at that. If you have no expectations, then how can it turn out different from them? In all reality I didn't know what to think. I've seen those movies with crazy frat parties in them, but I knew that they just exaggerate the truth a wee bit. Actually, our huge group just hung out in the basement of the place for a few hours. It was so much fun, for the most part watching Vince and Sanjeev. When drunk the two of them do some funny things (ooh! I gotta remember to talk about Jeev's pointless vandalism, but mebbe in another post). Now that I think about it, Jeev is the funniest drunk guy. He's been known to fix things, do calculus, and urinate on objects of all kinds. Yeah, I'll have to expand more on that. Hell, his drunk doings deserve a post of their own, haha.

After a couple of hours, a random guy--his name escapes me--approached us (again, becasue of our group of girls) and told us about his house that was really close. Most everyone too drunk to care that he is just that, a random guy, so me and John, the soberest ones, had to walk everyone over there. Man, that was lame. Once we got there, a thought immediately popped into my head. "Houses can be dirtier than dorms?" It was bad.

We spent around fifteen minutes in that house, if even. The girls were getting tired, so--again--me and John had to walk everyone, back to campus this time. It wasn't so bad, mostly funny, but we had a bit of trouble keeping everyone's voices down (mostly Jeev... go figure, hehe). We made it back safely, though, and the night came to an abrupt end. While the party was fun, I'd say that deciding to go to that guy's house just ruined things. Oh well, this is me hoping that there are many other fun nights in store sometime in the near to very near future. 'Sides, I gotta make up for lost time.