Club Suha

As promised, here is the story of last night, which shall come to be known as Club Suha.

Last night was the birthday party of a classmate, and everyone knew it would be THE event of the quarter. For the last few weeks, everyone had been talking about it, and I'm sure a lot of that had to do with the fact that it would be right before finals really kicked in. It would be the perfect way to get together with friends and have some fun before we each became locked up doing our individual projects.

When my buddy and I first got there, it was slightly like walking into a different world. We knew from the guestlist online that a lot of our classmate's family would be there, but walking up the driveway into a crowd where everyone was looking at us with expressions as is thinking, "Who are these guys and what are they doing here?" was a bit disconcerting. Still, we proceeded right into the house like we knew we belonged there.

As we made our way into the kitchen to greet our hostess, I felt like I had been magically transported into the episode of Friends, where Chandler gets drunk and sleeps with one of Joey's sisters, but cannot remember which one the next day. The kitchen was filled with about 10 girls, each a brunette with long hair, wearing something sexy and heels. It was like I had walked into the kitchen of a mad scientist who had decided to make clones of the same girl. Lucky, two close friends (the sisters from this post) were there, so that was a plus. Eventually, even more schoolmates showed up, and then things really got interesting.

I decided to give the birthday girl a faux-lapdance, which was all fun and games until some random girl who was having a little too much fun (and by fun I mean alcohol) ran up to me and started grinding up on me like I was a fire needing to be put out. She pressed up against me with such force that I almost crushed the birthday girl behind me. Sadly, that was not the last of that girl, whom would come to be known as the Pink Shirt Girl, as she later decided to take off her shirt and dance around in her bra. There's always one at every party...

About halfway through the night, a friend and I decided to have a krump battle, and even convinced the birthday girl to join in. It was definitely the most epic krump battle ever, or at least that night. I'm kind of surprised Pink Shirt Girl didn't join in. Maybe she was passed out somewhere.

At the end of the night, a small group of us were hanging out in the other room, away from the music and dancing, and somehow got into the intricacies of how to the the Worm. I'm not sure how it started, but we realized that one friend could only do it going backward, I could only do it going forward, and another friend could only look like a fool trying to do it going forward or backward.

As is always the case, the party came to an end, and we were kindly asked to leave. After my buddy and I were in the car, along with the sisters and one of their boyfriends, I attempted to drive off only to be blocked by someone standing in the middle of the road. I don't remember seeing him at all during the party, but for some reason he decided he needed to block us. At first I simply thought he was joking around, and I attempted to drive around, but he took a few steps back and kept blocking us. When we rolled down the window and kindly asked if he could please move, he simply responded saying that no one was leaving. The boyfriend decided to step out of the car and have a few words with our would-be roadblock, and was soon followed by my buddy. The only thing I thought was, "Great. We're gonna have fight on our hands when we almost went the whole night hiccup free." Luckily, the boyfriend and my buddy were able to move our blockade without any confrontation, although it was difficult to get the boyfriend back into the car. He clearly wasn't done exchanging words with our oppressor, despite the three times I yelled for him to get back into the car.

Eventually, we got him into the car, and we were off. After one final hurdle when we went the wrong way on a street for about 10 minutes, we finally found the freeway and with that, ended the chapter of a great night. I definitely look forward to doing that again.