Electro-Boogie Yeah Yeah and Disrespectful Urination
Oh man, what a weekend! A couple of weeks ago I was in CORV picking up my 50mm with Nick, and went to coffee with him, Mary and Amy. Nick and Mary decided to throw a going away party for me, and they got to work on it. It was difficult, with a couple of locations falling through, but Mary found a place, the house of a fellow DJ. Nick and Jordan came up with me, and Kiyoshi took the bus down from Portland, which was tight! It took a little while for people to come, but when they did, man, they came by the carloads. Pretty soon the dance party was raving, with a DJ alternating between two ipods, dancing underneath a neon Pabst sign. Bodies were packing, it was impossible to move from one side of the house to the other, had to go out the front door and in the back door to get to the kitchen from the front of the house. I knew maybe 1/4 of the people there, which I was cool with. Mary invited a bunch of people I didn’t know, and the host of the party invited a bunch as well, which was cool with me. As long as everyone was having fun, thats all I care about.
It was pretty cool having a party kinda ‘in my name’, so to speak. People were there, it seemed, because of me, but not for me, which made me comfortable. People would come up and introduce themselves to me, and say, “Hey, I hear its your party” and wish me luck and everything; that was pretty cool and made me feel special. A few friends I hadn’t seen in a while came by just to make an appearance and say goodbye to me, which also meant a lot to me.
After a little while the Pabst light went off and the dancing got SERIOUS! There was a ton of alcohol being consumed (I had about 1 and 1/3 glass of rum and coke…so not too much. *I’ll talk more about this later), so the dancing got pretty passionate. The air got thick and hot, literally felt like it was maybe 95° in there or so. Most of the music was electronic, but Nick and Jordan fought to get some Dre on there, which the peeps dug. I also asked for Biggie’s Juicy, which was pretty awesome. It was just cool bouncing from one group of friends to the other, with my grade school homies nick and kiyo along with jordan, to my middle school/high school/college friends, which are the roomies, the girls, and, well, like I said, college friends. To have so many people you love around you just rockin’ out, havin’ fun, and bein’ goofy, its just a great thing.
Alright, with the rum and coke thing, I have something to say about that. I do know my audience on here. I DO know that it is friends and people that may not know me, but also my parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents. And I know that they may be shocked/worried that I have drunk alcohol at a party when I am under 21 (less than a year. I am forced to sign up for selective services in the case of a draft, but am forbidden to consume alcohol. Figure that one out). But please don’t give in to the knee-jerk reaction. I feel as though I am a smart person, mature, and I have observed the consumption of alcohol at college for a while. I understand how to be safe with alcohol, and my aforementioned phobia with vomiting really helps with drinking. I’m very careful with it. (As I’ve found out in recent conversations with my parents about drinking at these parties [initiated by me, i might add]) I am like my father in that we don’t like to consume too much alcohol because we like to feel in control. I haven’t been smashed, and I’m hesitant to say that I’ve been drunk, but I have definitely been altered. So theres that. Oh, and if I were to have problems, it wouldn’t be with substances. I’m not built like that.
So, why do I talk about drinking at a party if it could complicate things in any way? Well, for one reason, I am a fan of transparency, and I believe it makes this blog more interesting, as well as makes me feel brave, i guess. But here’s the more important reason, the one that is really making me say these things. I laid this out last week while I was having a discussion with my uncle, and I have yet to go away from it. It’s basic, but it feels like I’ve reached something big…idk. HERE IT IS —> I feel that I have relatively strong morals (relative in that they are strong, and rare, with todays culture, but weak compared to Jesus/perfection), and with this as a given, if I am doing anything that I am ashamed of, or would not want others to know about, then it’s not something I should be doing. Therefore, by writing about this here, in about the most public place possible, I’m practicing what I’m preaching (to myself). It has backfired on me though…i was talking with someone, and being open, and a week later was asked by someone else if I had a problem. This kind of frustrated me and discouraged my plan/idea of transparency, but I’ve just got to understand that people many times don’t completely understand the situation, make assumptions, and have different perspectives. Also, when somebody approaches one like that, it just means that they care for that person. It’s no harm!
Alright, time for a funny/embarassing tidbit. So, the party was incredibly packed, therefore there was a line of about 5 or 6 guys to get into the bathroom. I said screw it and went into the back yard to take a leak. As I was going, I heard the very obvious sound of pee-hitting-plastic. For some reason I continued, then finished, got out my cell phone, and examined what I had inadvertenly targeted…IT WAS A FRISBEE! For those of you regual folks, this would just be a mild faux paus, but for my ultimate brethren, this is sacrelige, the highest form of disrespect. I quickly went into the house and doused the frisbee with 3-4 cups of water. Then, to my huge embarassment, told the awesome party host, after the party, what I had done, just to avoid any urine-drenched-frisbee-tossing incidents. UGH.
Well, the party went on til about 130, til cops drove by the house, which freaked everybody out, and it just kinda fizzled from there. Amy had some car trouble I won’t get into, but we waited around to fix that, then Jordan, Nick, kiyo and myself got a ride home the the roomies apt. Nick attempted to get food for about 45 minutes until we figured out that every pizza place in CORV was closed, and we went to bed. GREAT GREAT nite!!! and GREAT GREAT TIME!
One more thing about the transparency issue. I am smart about it, and I do have limits. But PLEASE don’t punish me for being open and honest.
AIGHT, here are pics from the party! Thanks to Mary and Adrienne for snappin’ em!
Gina and I
YEAH!!!
Morgan DJ'in
Gina and Mary DJin
PACKED!
Nick had a good time...!
Nick and I
The DJ Rockin'
Charlie, Taylor and Myself
Kelly said,
February 4, 2009 at 10:21 am
You are a really good guy. You seem pretty mature for your age, and you are smart. You are doing nothing to be ashamed about. I know you will be successful in life and happiness…and that you are a strong person. And I got all that in the short time I’ve known you. I give you snaps for being as honest as you are, because not many can be like that…..