Yesterday was incredibly eventful for me! In the morning, I found out that I made it onto DePaul's comedy magazine so I'm incredibly happy about that! Then, I went on the tour de grad parties and that was quite the adventure...
I was invited to five grad parties yesterday and I only attended four of them. The first three I went to were very tame, but the last one was not. There was a lot of drinking- the only people completely sober were the hostess's little cousins. I only had one wine cooler- I didn't want to look like a prude. I wasn't really having any fun though. None of my friends were there and I didn't really know anybody who was partying that well. So, around midnight I went to a couch away from the fray and went to sleep with a few other people.
Around 2 AM, all hell broke loose. The hostesses dad is a very mean, angry drunk, and with all the noise downstairs he was completely enraged. He and the hostess were in a shouting match for about half an hour, then he went on a rampage kicking everybody out. I was scared and didn't want to be there the next morning, so I grabbed my purse and went to my car. The other partiers were pretty drunk, but none of them were about to go on the roads. Some of them walked to a different party in an adjacent neighborhood, others got driven home by the hostess's older brother, and some just pretended they were asleep and decided to wait it out until they were sober and could drive home.
I really hope that everyone got home safe, and I think I'm gonna be avoiding large, wild parties for quite some time!
