Cocktail Party, Booze, Gold Teeth, and the Hilton.

OMG!!!!!

Let me first start off saying that i wanted to write in my journal so much this weekend. I mean there is so much to write and i don't know how i am going to write it in this entry without my computer crashing. So take a seat, grab a cup of coffee, cause it's going to be a long one.

Friday:
was absolutely hectic. I had a Spanish inclass paper to write, a chem test, and a bio lab that i was hoping wouldn't put me in a bad mood. Surprisingly the day went well. I finished my Spanish paper in enough time to get walk to Chem, where i ran into a girl from my lab who i talked with all the way. The test i felt went well, i left the lecture feeling like i had totally kicked it's ass and then talked with some people from bio class(who are also in lab) and from the collective answers we circled i feel confidant that i passed. Even Bio lab wasn't that bad. The TA and the girl weren't all breast to face the whole time, and he let me pull the dividers out the agrose gel for DNA testing, so i was happy.

My mom agreed to come down and bring some "professional clothes" for me to wear to the medical conference. It's a shame that my wardrobe consist of only jeans and a T-shirt. I mean i only have jeans that have seen better days, and shirts that have bands like the Ramones and Jimi Hendrix on them. So when Katherine told me about the conference she knew that i would have to get some clothes for the little trip. My mom brought down every suit possible, I mean she was flinging clothes and i was changing like a model behind the scenes at a runway show. Because of my disgust with wearing skirts i had pants that were so long on me, that she quickly hemmed them up, and as quickly as she came left. I had about 30 minutes after that until Katherine came and then we were to wait for the other to girls to get here. Of course i am naturally disoragnized, and by 4:15 i was running from the bathroom, to the lobby to get money, back upstairs to listen to an album, and by the time she called i was still upstairs wondering what the hell happened to the cookie i was eating.

I only had one bag, a bookbag, and this black shoulder bag my mom begged for me to bring instead of my monkey bag( my monkey bag is this small bag i got from Pacsun thats made of cords and has a monkey face on it, i think it's cute). So stumbling down the stairs with my bag, cookie in mouth, and headed to the loading parking lot where Kay(i'm just going to call her Kay for now on Katherine is too long to type) helped me with my bags. I was wearing a blue sweater with a black blazer and black trousers with these blue flats that made a clapping noise as i walked. She said that i looked nice, and that we would wait in her truck until the other two girls got there. She has like a 2005 SUV, it was really hott. So anyway as i get into the car, i notice that there is a dude sitting at the drivers seat, and even though i knew she was married, i don't know i expected him to look like a doofus. The way she talks about him, it's like he is just one of those men you kind of have to tell to do everything. Well that was not the case...

he was so HOTT. I mean i know... Kay did him no justice by talking badbly about him. I was thinking at first that it was her brother but then she was like

"this is my husband Noel"

I almost choked on my spit, he was so hott and i was so surprised. He was like a surfer dude. He was real California and talked like "yeah that's cool" but his face was amazing, he had long hair that was tied back and was kind of unshaven but that even made him hott, and he was wearing like earth tone clothes that made him more hott. So you get the picture. I notice that when i get nervous or uncomfortable my kind of dry humor comes out. Which is more like sarcasm with a bunch of curse words. Apparently people think it is funny to see this pleasant girl, curse and tell embarassing stories(more embarassing tales from my youth later), because that is exactly what i did. And apparently it amused him enough that later on that weekend, while kay was on the phone with him, they must have got on the topic of me and she said

"Noel hates all my friends, but he thinks you are hilarious and you may be the only friend of mine that he likes".

Which totally sucks because i can't have a crush on my new med friend's ex/separated/married husband(more on that later),that's just gross, so now i have to think he is some illiterate heathen that i would never find attractive, because i value Kay so much for taking me under her wing(more on that later). So we were in the car for about 15 minutes and i was rambling about my inabilty to pass the driving test, when Kay got a call from the girls that they were around the corner at the burrito shop. I was nervous at that point because though i can win boys over, girls not so much, espically girls who want to be doctor.

The two girls going with us were, Amanda or Mandy who was the driver. She is 25 and has also returned to school from a long time away, she was dressed in a college t-shirt jeans looked very friendly. She has a husband and 1 son. Then there was Ashley who was in her early 20's has a husband and a 2 year old daughter, she was very prim and preppy, i swear her hair was brushed perfectly on her head. Of course i felt a little out of place seeing that also Kay has a ex/separated/married husband and three kids. I introduce myself and then we were off. 4 girls, a rented jeep, and a whole lot of bags for 2 days.

THE DRIVE

Something about being in a car with four other people seems to either create a bond or break them. Ashely and Amanda sat in the front, while Kay and i had sitauted ourselves in the back with books in hand and heading off onto the highway. The whole way there i felt like "this is what college kids do", technically this post should be called "A NIGHT OF FIRSTS", because this was my first weekend away with people who actually go to my school(even if i was the youngest).

We did the typical listen and sing(well i wasn't singing) to radio music, talked about movies that made/make us cry, discussed Oprah and Brad Pitt,about what celeb we would hook up with (GAVIN is all i have to say) talked about school and medicine, and had a good time. Somehow dispite the age difference Kay and are complement each other. Of course she is older than i am, is a total mom( she pulled the collar out of my jacket, asked if i folded my clothes, and made sure that i got something at the gas station to drink before we headed off), though she only looks 20( i think she is in her late 20's or early 30's), and is good with talking to people. I am shy, dreamy, have bad communication skills, and a tad bit naive. But somewhere in the middle we manage to meet, i make her laugh, and she makes me feel like i can do anything. She's like the mentor i've always wanted,or dare i say it...the older sister i have never had.

We talked pretty much all the way to the hotel. She read a book, and i listened to music. We talked about Rufus Wainwright, and Coldplay, and interesting books that we both were reading. We arrived two hours later to the Hilton. Now i'm use to staying in the cheap hotels, i'm glad if they even offer to free breakfast, yet alone bring the bags in. But Ashley is spoiled, so spoiled you want to throw her away like rotten milk so the stench stops bothering your nose. We just have different personalities, like when i say "balls" after stubbing my toe, she would say "shoot". I take 5 minutes to get ready, while she has to take like a million showers, coordinate the outfit so that it matches her shoes, get the right bag and hat. So needless to say, when we got to the Hilton and there was no valet she started the first of her complaining fits. I've never been to the Hilton but it looked like any hotel to me. I mean the room was okay, there was two beds(we had an on going joke that we were staying in the Paris Hilton, we couldn't even get to stay in the nicer Nikki Hilton), i offered to sleep on this huge chair in the room, since i am small and can sleep anywhere. We had about 2 hours before we had to be at the opening party for the organization.

Of course...we were late. WE were suppose to sign in at like 7pm. From the Embassy Suites next door. But Ashley and Mandy took forever to get ready. I was already dressed, i figured casual is the best way to go. Kay wore a skirt and blouse, Ashley looked like a french painter with a weird sequin hat on her head, and Mandy dressed pretty casual as well. They wanted to stay at the Embassy Suites. Apparently it's like top notch in hotel service, but because they just found out about the conference they hotel was already booked and The Hilton was right next to it, so they got that one. We drove 2 minutes across the street to the empty lobby. There was a big sign that said Medical conference, along with some other event because there was all these pictures of dolled up women on a poster. We saw some lingering people who were dressed up and asked them where was the conference at. Because of our lateness we had missed the opening remarks and had to wait till tomorrow to register.

It was freezing outside. The four of us dressed in a casual attire standing outside wondering what to do now. Since i was the only single person i kind of forgot that they all hadn't been out in a long time, and i soon figured out, going back to the hotel was not an option. They were away from their husbands, and kids, and was not looking forward to the only night in a long time that they were free spending it watching an episode of 20/20. So we could either wait for the shuttle arranged by the convention to take us down to where the med party was going to be held or drive downtown because Kay and i were familar with it, and check out the thing ourself. We were all kind of wondering why a party for students in or persuing med school was not held in the hotel. Mandy had been to about 3 of these functions and said they were usually in hotels. But we put caution to wind and decided(well Kay didn't feel like driving anymore and because it was a rental she was the only who could drive the car) though Kay and i saw it would be safer if we drove. So if the party didn't look okay we could leave, instead of waiting til the shuttle picked us up at 2am. ) to take the shuttle, because well me and Kay compromised by just going along with them, but later when things got bad, reminded them of our idea of driving downtown.

The lady who coordinated the whole weekend thing which was hosted by the local med school, rode with us on the shuttle downtown. She reassured us that we would have fun. She is a med student and her and her friend were excited about organizing the thing. She also mentioned that Med students party hard, and that it would be alot of fun. I've never been to a club(my 2nd first of the weekend), and was a little nervous, because i'm claustrophobic, but Kay was there and i knew she wouldn't leave me . When the shuttle dropped us off, we kind of knew it was going to be a rough night. Walking up to this whole in the wall club, we were called out by some 16 year old boys for looking like we were headed...well to a conference. One boy mentioned that i looked to young to be going into a club like this. We shuffled into the club where the horror began.

Now i'm not saying that because a person studies medicine they have to be all "i am medicine and only medicine" but we were under the assumption that this was a formal gathering. So as we step down into this grundy, almost cave like thing, we know that this is not going to be great. Apparently not only will the students from the conference be there, but any other person who pays 10 dollars to get in. At first it was just us 4 huddled near the bar that was situated in the the middle of the dingy place. Then you step down a few steps to the dance floor and this huge stage in front of it. Some dance music was playing, there was like us and then at least 10 other random, already drunk people. We were all pretty much like "what the fuck is this?". The lady who organized this thing(who is also a Med student in like her fourth year as resident) was slinging back the alcohol and talking to her friends. So Kay was bold enough to go talk to her about why we were here. She kind of shrugged and said to just have a good time and that we could leave at 2.

By 11 more people starting coming in. And by more people i mean...i saw more spikes, gold teeth, breast, and smelt excessive amount of perfume and alcohol than i think i ever have to in my life. Girls were barely wearing clothes, the men stared at us like we were the specialites in the produce aisle. Mandy started drinking a beer or two, and so did Ashley. Kay doesn't drink so she got a known alcohol beer, i didn't get anything so my mouth was dry for the rest of the night. We tried staying just against the bar, but with the excessive flow of people, we were getting elbowed and squezzed that we had to move in front of it, standing in the middle. I have never been gawked at so much in my whole entire life. I mean one man kept staring at me, as if i had an invitation on my forehead. I got uncomfortable and moved against the four of them even more, by the end of the night, i swear we were all hugging each other. Somehow i kept drifting from them, but before i could get to far, i was tugged back.

By this time Mandy was a little drunk and talking extremely loud. Which wouldn't have been so bad, if it wasn't about random people in the club.

Mandy: "i know she did not come outside like that" "when did dressing like an easter basket become cool" "he touches me and i will pull the gold tooth from his mouth" "did you see him with that 1985 cell phone...oh my god he has a battery pack with it" "Girls don't look now, but your mothers worst nightmare is coming by" "Beckett, don't head to the bathroom, there is nails on the door, grafitti on the walls, and i think a crack whore or two waiting to take orders"

I could not stop laughing. It was the most hilarious thing i have ever seen. I mean there were extremely young girls with men in their late 20's and it was just wrong. Wrong wrong. I don't think they checked ID's when handing out the drinks and there was a lot of grinding on the dance floor. I was kind of appalled by the grinding. Like sex with clothes on. I felt like i should avert my eyes but it was so vulgar i couldn't. i seemed to just be shocked by it. The girls breast were basically hanging out of their type small shirts, and their skirts were also very short. The men smelled weird. Like scent is a big deal, and to cover yourself in smelly cologne is gross. So The music was getting extremely loud. The Dj was so hyped up, that he kept cursing and telling the men to grab the girl next to them and start dancing. The four of us linked arms. The music was cool though, and i wanted to dance. But by the look of the crowd, i knew i would probably get groped and decided to just stand with the rest of the girls.

Sidenote: I've never been to a club, but it was kind of exciting. The dancing, the music, maybe it was just the music again, and how completely freeing dancing is. Like you can close your eyes, and completely go with the beat of it all. It was...i don't know how to explain. Like something you wanted to just release, you just wanted to be apart of the music that moved your body. That seemed to command you to move. It was amazing. Well i mean dancing...not gold medallion dudes, and girls with no clothes on.

Back to Story.

Ashley, who though pretending to be all prudish made her way to the dance floor. We thought she was fed up and decided to leave so we started following her! We quickly turned back when she led us to the floor. By 12 o'clock we were ready to go. There were no seats, the bar was getting hectic, the music was vibrating so that we felt it in our chest, and the place reeked of beer. Now more Med people came, we notice them by the "i'm scared shitless" face. Some of them didn't mind the atmosphere, and were having fun like no one elses business. But the 3 1/2 of us (counted Ashley as a half because she had that I'm ready to go face right before she headed back to the dancefloor). Kay again went to the tell the Jamie girl that we wanted to leave. She took this as a big insult and just told us to wait outside until the shuttle came at 1. Kay came back and was like "we can either wait outside or stay in here"

Our options weren't really good. 4 women on a corner at 1 in the morning. Or completely go deaf in a club. We choose to go deaf for another hour or two. My 3rd first of the evening, and probably my last first until Saturday, was my bar room lust with another patron. Okay so i am the queen of admiring from a distance. Other than us sticking out like extremely sour thumbs this man in a leather jacket, cap, and amazing face stood out as well. I kept trying to get a glance at him, without staring to hard and giving him an misread signs to come over. I thought it was weird that he was there though, because he seemed to be looking for someone. Like he was checking out the place or something. I'm slow at putting two and two together, but by the end of the night, i kind of got the impression that the only hot dude in the whole place was probably a drug dealer. And i don't dig drug dealers, though totally lusting after them is okay. Like consciously you know that the peope you meet in Bars/nightclubs aren't the type of guys i am going to be bringing to meet my mom, but once in a while i feel it is completely okay to lust for someone who is totally not what you want, just what you WANT =). Bye Cute drug dealer. I'm sorry you couldn't choose another profession, i would have said hi, if i wasn't afraid you would get me hooked on crack and sell my virginity to the highest bidder. SORRY.

40 minutes later, we just couldn't take anymore. The only pretty thing was that the ceiling was painting like the nights sky. And as i was gazing at it, i was pulled away and we headed for the door. It was freezing outside, we were cold, some of us a little buzzed, Mandy had to pee, my feet hurt cause i was wearing heels, and the shuttle was not there. There were two others girls sitting on the bench waiting for the shuttle to pick us up, but we were standing on the other side of the street in what looked like a greenhouse, but was some outside concert hall or something. Amanda had to pee really bad, i mean she was threatening to find a bush if she had too. My hurt and i was extremely cold, we were out there for like 30minutes. Mandy went back to the dungy club to pee. We watched the two girls leave from the bench and also head back to the club. As soon as the rounded the corner the shuttle came. I yelled out, cause i was so happy, Ashley started running towards the bus, Mandy was just returning, and Kay ran back to get the other two girls. We waited like 5 minutes before they came on the bus, informing us that the Club was surrounded by the police because someone got into a fight. And then we were off.

The two girls on the bus were Med Students, and also complained about the club we were at. They were nice, answered all our questions and even had a laugh or two. We got back to Embassy at 2, and our hotel at like 2:15. We smelt of beer, smoke, and every other nasty smell that attached itself to us. I think we were all so tired we just hit the bed, or in my case the big chair. I may have even slept with heels.

It was funny night though, and only the beginning of the weekend.

More tomorrow. Part 2. Expect Mission Impossible, Pageant girls, cocktails and the aquarium, and a lounge band that played Eric Clapton like no tomorrow, and an old man who said vagina like 20 times during a speech.