Party Rock Anthem

  So over the weekend I had a party, and by far it was one of my loudest. I'm not a party host who allows alcohol, because well lets just say my life would be over if i did and it's against my morals. Most of my friends don't need it anyway, they're crazy enough when they're not drunk. Without alcohol my parties still get crazy and loud. I have a hot tub, fire pit, huge backyard, patio, a big main floor, and a fairly large finished basement with a plasma screen and surround sound. My friends call it a party house, and my parties are always a success (**knock on wood**).
  So planning is the part I always put off. Usually I just texted everyone all the details of the party, but since everyone was obsessed with attending events on facebook, I made a facebook event. I created four rules from knowledge of the past parties:
          No hooking up in my hot tub, do it elsewhere..
          No peeing in the hot tub
          No swim suit no hot tub
          Fight, I'll kick you out
  The first two is just gross, because I would just have to empty the hot tub and scrub it down. So I texted everyone to check their facebooks. Of course people start talking about my party, and people who weren't invited start texting me. Some people just assumed they were invited, so they simply asked what time the party was. I never replied. I mean talk about rude.. Some freaked out on me, and I didn't reply to that either. That won't make me want to invite you. Someone asked me to invite this chick I don't really talk to so they could hookup and so she could cheat on their boyfriend (are you stupid?). Cleaning was easy, I do that in my sleep. I loved the people who offered to help me! They came early to help get ready, but I had already finished cleaning by then!

  So it's party time now right? Well people were arriving, and it started out in the basement with mario kart? Totally not what I had expected. Eventually half the party moved to the hot tub and upstairs. I set out the food, and people started eating. Soon enough people started playing truth or dare in my hot tub, me including. Thank goodness they didn't hookup in there. Downstairs they made a pyramid, and everyone was kinda just doing their own thing. It started to rain, and everyone wanted to go inside, but I wanted to play in the rain. A few guy friends and I played half tackle football in the rain. By the time we went inside I was soaked to the bone. The whole party went on, everyone doing their own thing and having a good time.
  There were these two friends of mine who are attention seekers. They have to have the attention of all the guys. They need to feel like the shit all the time, because they think they are. So once most of the party moved upstairs to the main floor, they both kept trying to get someone to go upstairs to most of the party and to tell them that they were making out with each other; they weren't. No one would do it, because they knew they just wanted attention. Later they had this bright idea, lets go change into our swimsuit and run outside in the (nonexistent) rain, and they made a big announcement about it. No one honestly cared. The whole party they would try walking into a group of guys and trying to be the center of attention and the guys would eventually leave them there. These chicks are super pretty. Like makeup pretty, but pretty. All the guys do think their hot, but one of them has a boyfriend and the other thinks she has a thing with a guy who only sees her as a hookup buddy. (The guy isn't a player, he's just not interested, but he doesn't wanna give up the chance to do stuff with a hot chick who keeps putting herself out there.) And believe it or not, they were getting mad at me? They apparently wanted to yell at me at my own party. I wasn't ruining the party. I was enjoying it, but I would take my rounds and scout out and make a few adjustments, like turn down the radio just a little, put away breakable items that were taken out, put out some towels, and do a few favors for my guests. I don't know what I did to piss them off, maybe it was because the guys were complimenting my boobs and I would always be in a group of guys talking, and they got jealous because they think that maybe I don't deserve that attention. They both think they're better than me, and I think so too. Don't get me wrong I accept myself, and try to love myself most of the time, but it's one of those times where you know you're beat. I'm not sure what they thought of the party, but everyone else was happy with it, so I don't really care.
  Towards the end (like the last 20 minutes), I was kinda all partied out. I was done with the party and ready to clean up and kick out people. That might sound really bad. So I started to clean up and refused to allow anyone to help, even though they still did without my consent. I finished the upstairs in about 5 mins. So I kinda just sat in the dining room with a couple friends talking. A few other guy friends came upstairs and sat at the table with me and we started talking and this fly was bugging me. So I left and grabbed this tennis racket looking fly zapper. It literally zaps bugs in the air, and the guys ahd so much fun with it. It was hilarious until they left. And soon enough all my guest were leaving and I was saying goodbye and hugs and all that.
  Overall, it was a successful party. A little annoyance every now and then, but nothing to ruin the mood. I did end up sick from playing in the 60 mph wind and rain, but it was worth it. Cleaning up, I found blankets and a pillow in the basement shower, towels in the bushes, spare mattress against the basement wall, juice boxes everywhere, a lanyard without an owner, a few pairs of wet trunks, wet shirt, sticky notes everywhere, a broken pop up closet, and a wet pillow in the stairs. It was all easy to clean, except the broken pop up closet, but no biggie; it's fixed. Yesterday I played hide and seek with the towels all around the house so I could wash them. And everyone posted and complimented me on my party.

No matter how much of a pain in the ass it was, it was worth it. Good way to end the summer.