Hate to say I told you so...
So last night was the Christmas party, and whoever tells you people were hoping for it to be good or that it was supposed to be good is lying. It was an fact between many of the attendants of the party that it was going to suck terribly and many, such as myself, planned for an early departure.
A couple of weeks ago, while planning for the party, Joanna asked me about what drinks to get (implying to get alcohol) and I said no get soda, don't drink at this party because it would be
1) Inappropriate
2) Unnecessary
3) And her parents would be home
I also added that other people who dont usually hang out with us (namely, the Fordham kids) would be in attendance at this party and that would only further the awkwardness for them...
The next day after talking to Joanna I told Andy how she had mentioned having drinks and how I sternly refused...Andy said the following
"Oh, c'mon! Why not?"
And if Andy doesn't remember this, it was in the Cafeteria waiting for Play Practice to start the day you bought the Grape Cranberry Juice, so please don't challenge it.
So both Andy and Joanna wonder whats bad about having alcohol at the Christmas party... HMM I WONDER WHAT COULD POSSIBLY BE BAD ABOUT IT
So Joanna ends up allowing alcohol and decides not to tell me...In fact, she pays for it...I catch wind of the fact that Laura Reiman is bringing Vodka to the party and I am angered that nobody listened to what I said and know that the party is going to be a nightmare and therefore plan to leave early with Diana.
Cut to the party last night. Get to the party, everyone has arrived. The Vodka is taken out. Haha so many laughs for the people who are drinking it...Myself not being one of them thank god. They are all being obnoxious assholes about the drinking of it and I wish they would shut up. I just stay away from it and stand in the other room for most of the time. 8:30 we do Secret Santa and by this time everyone is already pretending to be off their asses. By nine o'clock, a couple of them actually are; most notably the self proclaimed "Vodkawhore" Laura R. and the Follower's favorite Leader Andy... Now here are a few statistics on Andy
-Has been drinking since at least 8th Grade
-From this drinking has worked up a great tolerance
-Has never EVER thrown up in all of that time drinking
-You can find him embellishing from time to time
-The amount he had at Joanna's was noticably smaller than amounts he has had on numerous other occasions when he has acted less drunk.
For a few minutes, I help Andy. Sammi suggests I give him water so I get a bottle, prop Andy up and hand it to him. People behind me say something funny, I laugh. Andy accuses of me at laughing at him and throws water on me. Okay, whatever, I can deal. I make sure he takes a couple of sips, then leave him there, checking up on him every minute or so to have him drink some water. Pretty soon he has a crew of two people (Nicole and Kate) babying him completely over every little thing. Now Me, given the statistics above, I think that Andy cannot actually be THAT drunk, and he is probably just acting it up for whatever personal motive he finds comfortable. I express this opinion to many partygoers, none of whom disagree. Many laugh at the jokes I make. I come to the same conclusion about Laura, who is quite obnoxious in her state at this point. Ten minutes later she is no longer in the room. I approach Dan and Adam and ask them where Laura is. She's in the closet throwing up in the sink. At this point I am very much angered at how the party sucks and how it was so ruined by such a simple thing. I say Good For Her and walk away...It wasn't the nicest thing to say, but I was In the heat of the moment and very tormented. My apologies. FINALLY it is my time to leave the party. I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and on my way out pass the bathroom where Andy is currently peeing, his crew of nurses waiting outside the door for him. I wish them all a Merry one, and then reiterate to the nurses what I have been telling them all night long. "Hes faking it, don't worry about him he's fine he'll be okay."
I get to Diana's house and no more than an hour after we have left the party I get a phone call from Kate.
"Andy's throwing up all over the place!"
Was basically what she said.
I was shocked. I did not understand. I was confused. They called Andy's parents. Few minutes later Andy's mother is on Jay's cell phone, wanting to know how some of the Fordham kids got home. I call the Fordham kids and find out for her, she thanks me. She asks if I was around when the drinking was going on and I say yeah but I didn't wanna be there in that so I left. She thanks me for having a brain and I wish her a Merry Christmas. She laughs. At this point Andy is passed out. Amy calls me later to tell me what I already know, but also fills me in on the fac that Steve, another drinker at the party, also threw up...He threw up on the couch, amy said, and she said Mrs. Wilson looked ready to cry. I left Dianas an hour later, got home and told my brother the story of why my party sucked regally. Went out to get a bite with him and Ryan C., and when I get home I check my voicemail because my phone battery had died a while before when talking to Amy. I listen in and I find I have an angry voicemail from Laura Scarcella. Angry because I said he was faking, and because I left. Oh well. Kate was annoyed with me as well.
Sorry guys, but I didn't do anything wrong. That's all I have to say.
You can ask Andy himself, and he'll tell you that I had every right to believe he was faking.
So there it is, folks...I have some things to say to some people however.
The pukers: I don't have sympathy and maybe next time you will be a little more cautious. You don't have as much tolerance as you think, clearly.
The Fordham Kids: Beat Andy up.
Andy: It's one thing to drink but when you promised your friends you wouldn't...I KNOW you are better than that...
Mrs. Wilson: I am so terribly sorry for what we did and I take some responsibility.
Friends: It ain't going to happen again...Not the drinking, the party In general. Not that nobody's going to have it. But I think at this point it's pretty clear by this time next year we won't be in touch. Sad...but true.
I'm no angel, thats not what I'm trying to say. But I was disregarded as everyones mother and I ended up being right so FUCK YOU.
Later Days
A couple of weeks ago, while planning for the party, Joanna asked me about what drinks to get (implying to get alcohol) and I said no get soda, don't drink at this party because it would be
1) Inappropriate
2) Unnecessary
3) And her parents would be home
I also added that other people who dont usually hang out with us (namely, the Fordham kids) would be in attendance at this party and that would only further the awkwardness for them...
The next day after talking to Joanna I told Andy how she had mentioned having drinks and how I sternly refused...Andy said the following
"Oh, c'mon! Why not?"
And if Andy doesn't remember this, it was in the Cafeteria waiting for Play Practice to start the day you bought the Grape Cranberry Juice, so please don't challenge it.
So both Andy and Joanna wonder whats bad about having alcohol at the Christmas party... HMM I WONDER WHAT COULD POSSIBLY BE BAD ABOUT IT
So Joanna ends up allowing alcohol and decides not to tell me...In fact, she pays for it...I catch wind of the fact that Laura Reiman is bringing Vodka to the party and I am angered that nobody listened to what I said and know that the party is going to be a nightmare and therefore plan to leave early with Diana.
Cut to the party last night. Get to the party, everyone has arrived. The Vodka is taken out. Haha so many laughs for the people who are drinking it...Myself not being one of them thank god. They are all being obnoxious assholes about the drinking of it and I wish they would shut up. I just stay away from it and stand in the other room for most of the time. 8:30 we do Secret Santa and by this time everyone is already pretending to be off their asses. By nine o'clock, a couple of them actually are; most notably the self proclaimed "Vodkawhore" Laura R. and the Follower's favorite Leader Andy... Now here are a few statistics on Andy
-Has been drinking since at least 8th Grade
-From this drinking has worked up a great tolerance
-Has never EVER thrown up in all of that time drinking
-You can find him embellishing from time to time
-The amount he had at Joanna's was noticably smaller than amounts he has had on numerous other occasions when he has acted less drunk.
For a few minutes, I help Andy. Sammi suggests I give him water so I get a bottle, prop Andy up and hand it to him. People behind me say something funny, I laugh. Andy accuses of me at laughing at him and throws water on me. Okay, whatever, I can deal. I make sure he takes a couple of sips, then leave him there, checking up on him every minute or so to have him drink some water. Pretty soon he has a crew of two people (Nicole and Kate) babying him completely over every little thing. Now Me, given the statistics above, I think that Andy cannot actually be THAT drunk, and he is probably just acting it up for whatever personal motive he finds comfortable. I express this opinion to many partygoers, none of whom disagree. Many laugh at the jokes I make. I come to the same conclusion about Laura, who is quite obnoxious in her state at this point. Ten minutes later she is no longer in the room. I approach Dan and Adam and ask them where Laura is. She's in the closet throwing up in the sink. At this point I am very much angered at how the party sucks and how it was so ruined by such a simple thing. I say Good For Her and walk away...It wasn't the nicest thing to say, but I was In the heat of the moment and very tormented. My apologies. FINALLY it is my time to leave the party. I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and on my way out pass the bathroom where Andy is currently peeing, his crew of nurses waiting outside the door for him. I wish them all a Merry one, and then reiterate to the nurses what I have been telling them all night long. "Hes faking it, don't worry about him he's fine he'll be okay."
I get to Diana's house and no more than an hour after we have left the party I get a phone call from Kate.
"Andy's throwing up all over the place!"
Was basically what she said.
I was shocked. I did not understand. I was confused. They called Andy's parents. Few minutes later Andy's mother is on Jay's cell phone, wanting to know how some of the Fordham kids got home. I call the Fordham kids and find out for her, she thanks me. She asks if I was around when the drinking was going on and I say yeah but I didn't wanna be there in that so I left. She thanks me for having a brain and I wish her a Merry Christmas. She laughs. At this point Andy is passed out. Amy calls me later to tell me what I already know, but also fills me in on the fac that Steve, another drinker at the party, also threw up...He threw up on the couch, amy said, and she said Mrs. Wilson looked ready to cry. I left Dianas an hour later, got home and told my brother the story of why my party sucked regally. Went out to get a bite with him and Ryan C., and when I get home I check my voicemail because my phone battery had died a while before when talking to Amy. I listen in and I find I have an angry voicemail from Laura Scarcella. Angry because I said he was faking, and because I left. Oh well. Kate was annoyed with me as well.
Sorry guys, but I didn't do anything wrong. That's all I have to say.
You can ask Andy himself, and he'll tell you that I had every right to believe he was faking.
So there it is, folks...I have some things to say to some people however.
The pukers: I don't have sympathy and maybe next time you will be a little more cautious. You don't have as much tolerance as you think, clearly.
The Fordham Kids: Beat Andy up.
Andy: It's one thing to drink but when you promised your friends you wouldn't...I KNOW you are better than that...
Mrs. Wilson: I am so terribly sorry for what we did and I take some responsibility.
Friends: It ain't going to happen again...Not the drinking, the party In general. Not that nobody's going to have it. But I think at this point it's pretty clear by this time next year we won't be in touch. Sad...but true.
I'm no angel, thats not what I'm trying to say. But I was disregarded as everyones mother and I ended up being right so FUCK YOU.
Later Days