So you’ve been invited to a party or out clubbing with a group of your mate’s mates. You don’t know anyone but you’ve heard all about them. Won’t it be totally awkward if I’m the only one who doesn’t know anyone besides my friend? Ugh, I don’t want to be a stage 5 clinger to them all night and make it look like I’m a loser. Okay, I won’t go. Oh, but then I’ll be missing a totally awesome night! What do I do?!
So you’re at a great house party at your mate’s house and you’ve finally bagged that hottie that you’ve been locking eyes with all night. Things are getting pretty heated and you wanna go all the way. But where can you do it without been seen and/or photographed? These are the top 5 places to have sex at a party.
How friggin’ frustrating is it when two of your buddies are each hosting a party on the same night! Argh! You like both friends, but you know it’ll probably be difficult to go to both, or at least somewhat awkward in that you go to one party then leave it to go to another. (Though I guess you could always call yourself this huge party animal for going to two parties in one night, woot woot!).
Is it just me, but have you ever had a time when you went to a party or a nightclub with your friend and their friends, and for a while they’re really friendly and chatty and you have a good time with them, but then once you’ve all left the club and start going your separate ways, they’re suddenly much less friendly?
Everyone utilises pre-drinks, also known as ‘pre’s’ before a night out to achieve a different goal. The general idea is to get a little bit of a buzz before the night begins, but I definitely know some people whose thinking is more along the lines of, ‘I want to be smashed by the time I get out of the cab’.
Your love life isn’t looking very exciting, in fact it’s more boring than your 9-5 job. Your trustworthy and loyal friends think it’s a good idea to set you up with a sexy man who will treat you right; however, you have no knowledge of this - would you be happy they care enough to help or pissed off because they entered into the sexually frustrated and hormonal zone without asking?
The typical objective of clubbing is to somehow get so wasted that you forget your name but can still function enough to keep you from getting kicked out. That’s usually not what happens because you start helping yourself to the bar, but whatever, point is we all think we can have our cake and eat it and aside from a drunken romance that is all you want from a Saturday night.
Cabbies. Also referred to as ‘the drunken man’s punching bag’.
I don’t know why it is, but people just love to walk all over cab drivers just like high school kids trample over substitute teachers. They’re just doing their job, they might even be nice, but it’s so goddamned hard
We’ve heard it all before - usually from our parents or those who think they know better – “you’ll never meet a nice boy/girl at a nightclub.” According to ‘these people’, if we’re looking to find our soul mate, we’ll have better luck finding them attending a friend’s barbie, at the gym, or even trawling the isles of our local supermarket; but
You log into your Facebook account to find yourself scrolling for five minutes before finding a post from someone you actually remember meeting. Ah, friendships formed after a big night out, and the ability of Facebook to keep them alive. Since it’s conception in 2004, we’ve seen our friends list go from friends, to foes, to Frank. And who the hell is Frank?