Onset of Party-fever, with a mild case of Irresponsibility

Food gradually decreases, and I've been hitting the dancefloor for a good 10 minutes now. Pictures are being taken left and right of the center, and my poses are just astonishing. The lights eventually flicker to life, and soon the drinks are brought in.

The time, 9:00PM.

The night has descended upon us, and the music is now blasting with dancing music. I am now hitting the dancefloor harder than everyone else, dancing with myself, and anyone who chose to join me. My affectionate nature has taken over, and I have reduced to giving kisses to everyone around me, telling them that I love them, and asking many girls not to take advantage of me, yet I'm going around stealing kisses from everyone. I think its safe to assume, that I am enjoying life at a party.

Parties, oh what a wonderful event! They can be held in total innocence, with pixies and ponies, or dealing with hard liquor and people making history on the dancefloor. Seems like I was at the second option, when I wanted to go to the first.

Parties have their good and their bad sides, ranging from fresh new experiences for young males, and then fresh new experiences for young females.. I hope you can tell the difference there.

They can bring great joy, and under strenuous circumstances, unexplainable injuries, memory loss and great feats of bodily functions.

They can also be quite hard to handle, leaving a large cleanup, and also many hours of preparation.

Parties can bring people closer together, and also leave people shattered. Parties can produce awkward co-incidents, such as a blood nose combined with vomit. One can only think about how one would breathe. In my experience, it doesn't hinder your breathing in anyway, just is really damn confusing.

But what are parties?

A joyous event where a social gathering is set up and people rock up to have an enjoyable time.

So, why am I talking about parties?

Well, recently I have finished school for the year, and parties are beginning to increase in number and size, with the number of drunk teens rapidly rising. Me, being the usually sober one, is indefinitely lucky that I have not recieved my P's yet or I would be a taxi. That, and because I'm too lazy and crap to get my P's.

But back to drunk teens, yes the number is on the rise, and I don't see any decreases soon. The jolt was started from schoolies, and has been on the up and up ever since. Christmas is coming, and I don't think half my friends will remember NewYears.

Such as the case of last year's New Years, I will stand there counting down inside a room full of people, while my friend, who passed out on the couch, is screaming at everyone to shut up. I see a similar case this year, if I don't leave for Melbourne.

So bring on the parties, I will meet the next few, head-on, with the sole intent on at least remembering half my night, and not giving away my innocence to any strangers.

P.S: Let it be noted that blood noses and vomiting is considered a favourable highlight of everyone witnessing, apart from the person doing it. It's really confusing, because you don't know where the blood is coming from, and you are trying to concentrate on vomiting. So, let it be noted, that although usually multi-tasking for men is considered a blessing, multi-tasking body functions is considered a hilarity.