Nobody would let me left.

Title relevant. So I have figured out that parties are both the sweet and sour of the situation, from the person throwing up their taco bell in the garbage can to the classic game of beer pong with the 30 person list. I also don't think I could call it a party unless there are at least four guys fighting over one drunk chick and at least one really drunk chick who is crying (I suppose a guy could be crying too though).

So last night I decided to go all the way up to Central Michigan University to attend my friend Sean's 21st birthday party. Upon arriving at 9pm everyone there was either buzzed or smashed, most girls the latter. I quickly decided to follow suit and start drinking my prestigious Stella Artois, and yes it was good.

So a few beers in I notice people that are drunk tend to have a single-track mindset, some people like to tell everyone who they are (one girl literally said "I'm a cheerleader" to everybody at least 5 times), others like to chase down the single girls/guys, and others just like to focus on running a hot streak on beer pong.

I ended up deciding to go to the casino half way through the night, I was given ten dollars to gamble with and I happily lost it (along with $12 of my own) on the roulette table. For those of you who have never been to a casino, it is very weird the way people act, basically everyone is friendly but the dealers have all these weird/cautious rules to follow. For instance you cannot hand them money, simply don't try, you have to set the money on the table. After you place chips on the table and a bet is officially placed, regardless if you win or lose, DO NOT TOUCH THOSE FUCKING CHIPS!!! If you do the fucking devil will appear in front of you and stab you in the fucking eye. SERIOUSLY, you will get bitched out, I don't know why but that is just the way it is, kindly wait for the dealer to give you your chips.

I gotta smoke some hookah now.

Bittersweet Symphony, I CHOOSE YOU!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zx3m4e45bTo