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[Chony]

Part 2: http://ga-forum.com/showthread.php?t=29940
Part 1: http://ga-forum.com/showthread.php?t=16684

A bit of back-story first; I have never thrown a party, ever, in my life, I have been to plenty, but never thrown one myself. So as I was approaching my twentieth birthday, I decided, why not, I am going to throw a party for myself (no one would ever throw me a surprise party). I start planning the party; I will have it the Saturday following my birthday, making it May 7th. The date is set, and I am ready to rock.
As the date approaches, I learn that this date is reserved for my cousins wedding, of which I also agreed to be an usher. So I do my ushering duties, get madly drunk, hit on the wedding planners, and go home alone at 4am (If you were on the Ave [University Avenue by UW in Seattle] that Saturday night you may have noticed me being loud and obnoxious in a tux, which I posted a pic from in the post pics of yourself thread]. I decided to put it off, until May 28th.
As May 28th is on the bend, I start inviting people. I want it a low-key party, as I am still living at my parents house, so I get twenty confirmed guests, and about ten maybes. I am happy with this, so I am about to start stocking up on booze, only to find that my cousin, after her wedding has tons of beer left, and unloads it on me. I have about one hundred and twenty assorted beers, cans and bottles, of all varieties. I have the booze, now I said I was going to barbeque also, so I bought some hamburger patties, and buns, and was set for the party.
The day before the party, I call up everybody to remind them about the party, confirming their commencement. It’s a beautiful day in Seattle, a warm 85, not a cloud in the sky. I go home and clean my house up, and I am all ready for the party.
Room:

A bit of the beer and water (it’s hot out):


Chapter 2: the party that never was:

I told people to come around six for barbeque, anytime later for partying. Everyone wanted to go to the barbeque. I tidy up the house a bit more, make it look presentable; get some music bumping at around five to warm me up. I am listening to some RJD2 when I get a call from this girl. She says her sister is having a baby, and she can’t make it. Doesn’t seem so bad until I remembered she was driving three girls with her. 20 – 4 = 16.
I get another call from a different girl. She forgot she was going camping with her boyfriend. She was also bringing three girls. 16 – 4 = 12.
I get another call, sorry can’t make it, same story blah blah blah. I am down to ten people, still good for a party? Right? What about the maybes? He was bringing 3 people; I guess we are down to 8. I am worrying now.
It is approaching 7 pm and no one has arrived. I have drunk three beers at this point, eating potato chips with French onion dip. Mind you I don’t hold my liquor well, but there is still no one here to embarrass me. Bonus plus one…
Two more people cancel, can’t make it for whatever reason. At least these people are calling, that’s all the credit they are getting though. I am worried this will be the lamest night of my life, so I start calling reserves. None of my reserves can make it, though I do have one maybe (a girl I asked out a while back that had a boyfriend named Kelsey [see another thread]). She sounds rather enthused, but doesn’t have a car until late tonight, which is fine by me.
On of my friends’ shows up, we cook up a couple burgers, and down a few more beers.
Four more friends show up, and things are looking good. Mind you it is a sausage fest at this point, but the more the merrier I say either way. We eat some more burgers and drink more beer. One of my friends raids my liquor cabinet and makes white Russians. They are quite tasty.
It is approaching eight o’ clock, with no sign of anybody except these dudes:



We are bored, and have a dance off to some R Kelly and Snoop Dogg… I win.

At this point I am approaching shit-faced drunk. I start drunk dialing, getting more cancellations or refusals. The one girl I talked about earlier is still waiting for a car, but sounds enthused.
As we get drunk, we collectively decide to leave and go to our friends’ cabana to go swimming. We go there, I get a call from the same girl, and she can’t make it. We talk on the phone for a while, and wants to hang out tomorrow (today – which I don’t because of hangover + I have no idea what we talked about).
As we swim for a while, I decide to do a shallow dive and smash my face against the bottom of the pool. I feel my face pulsating, but no pain, just blood and sweat. I think a tooth was loose, maybe not, but I have a large scar on my nose and upper lip, extremely visible.
We all get out of the pool and drink beers in the sauna. I am never throwing a party ever again.

 

[demi]

owned beeeyotch

 

[demon]

:lol Sounds like a blast.

 

[DJ_Tet]

Damn dude, better luck next time :lol

 

[cubanb]

free beer? and you didn't call me? wtf

 

[kgHavok23]

 

[cvxfreak]

Ouch...

 

[GhaleonEB]

This is why I don't drink. Just never understood the attraction. Last time I was at a party like that, someone barfed up a burrito they ate - still wrapped in aluminum foil. Yummy.

 

[DJ_Tet]

You saw someone throw up a burrito, that they ate, still in foil. I don't believe that.

 

[BarneyBP]

Damnit, that reminds me of this time my friend and I had planned to throw a birthday party for this girl we knew. She had all these hot friends and we had discussed it on and off for about a week. The night before, we meet over dinner with the birthday girl to finalize plans. So we go out in the afternoon and load up on beer and alcohol, thinking this night is going to rock. We had hung out with these girls the previous weekend and I had one of the better nights of my college life with them.

So 10 pm rolls around and we don't hear from them. No big deal, girls are always late. So we get to drinking. Anyway, long story short, they call about an hour and a half late explaining she no longer wants to celebrate her birthday and we're left with about $45 worth of liquor and just the two of us. Oh and master chief, he came too.

That was the most miserable night of my college life. And if you're wondering, your accuracy in Halo increases in correlation to amount of liquor consumed.

 

[Deleted member 1235]

heh, way to man up and admit it, at least people called though, still tons of beer and a few friends can't be so bad right?

My nobody came story, that doesn't leave it's stink on me

I used to live with this total loser bitch, and she was always braggin about how many mates she had and going on about how cool she was (pretend bulemic, compulsive lying, ugly hoe) and she tried to have a "end of university" party put a sign on the door and we live across the road from the Uni as well. NOBODY showed at all. We thought it was funny and called some friends who came round and we all got blasted, one of her friends showed eventually and everybody kept saying "hey RETARD*, what happened to your party?"

Good times.

*names changed to protect her um dignity.

 

[GhaleonEB]

You saw someone throw up a burrito, that they ate, still in foil. I don't believe that.

The burrito came wrapped in foil. They ate it without unwrapping it. Cue puke, shimmering with foil.

 

[Polari]

Goddamn, you had a party with free drinks (!!!) and no-one showed?!? I've only ever missed one party with free drinks, and that was because the bitch that was hosting it didn't invite me because I encouraged a friend she was with to run away from her while we were walking home one night and then proceded to say mean things about her for the remainder of the journey. Well, until she caught up to us, of course.

Anyway I digress, the point is you need to find more extreme and on to it friends. Who the hell turns down free drinks?*

* There's always the possibility you're a leper or something, but even then it's a poor effort on your friends' part.

 

[Macam]

Who the hell turns down free drinks?*

I do. Hell, most parties I go to have free drinks except you're better off drinking out of a urinal since the piss cake will at least rub out the flavor and add some texture.

 

[Chony]

I think the biggest problem was that it is memorial day weekend, and everybody already has plans. Still, they knew in advance about the party, and 'shouldn't' have made other plans. Also Folk Life Festival is going on. Still, free booze!

 

[dskillzhtown]

Dayum, and the dudes that showed up didn't have any friends that could come by. I had the same thing happen to me, but not that extent.

I invited people to come out to a Rockets viewing party at my place. There were supposed to be like 10 people all together, only like 3 showed up. The others didn't call. About a month later, we had a party over here: music, booze, neighbor brought some girls of questionable morals, and it was awesome. Then those 7 that didn't show up to the first party gave me shit for not inviting them. Fuck'em, I say.

But you do learn who you can depend on and who you can't that way. One thing I have done in the past is have the people I really want at the party bringing stuff. That way they feel pretty obligated to show up to bring the stuff atleast.

 

[GDGF]

:lol Damn dude that sucked.