House Parties vs. The Bar Scene

After living 3 years in the college social scene, I have come to realize that the option to party is available on any given night of the week. For the four to eight years one may experience at college (I've seen it), the contrasting words "weekend" and "weekday" essentially go dormant because half of the people in college don't even know, let alone care about, which day of the week it is.

The true dilemma lies in not the company availability issue, but in the main setting destination of the night. While most minors are throwing house parties, "the 21-year-olds" usually end up indulging in the bar scene.

House Parties

( + ) Let all of your friends know that we're throwin' down at our spot tonight. Sweet, $3 for a beer buffet. That's better than any other deal in town, no doubt. Mutual friends having casual conversation. For the people who live at the house, you're proud to be known as the guy who threw that "sick" party.

( - ) Where do I begin? You start the night off on a high note by fucking up your trunk with two kegs of shitty beer. Then, a bunch of people roll up to your place of residence and proceed to bitch and moan over paying for a cup. Then, these guests carry on by making a complete mess all over every room of the house, with the music blasting, until 5:00am on a Tuesday. The worst part, is no one ever wants to end the party, essentially earning the title of "that guy." One last thing...this whole new "No Tolerance" policy imposed by my college's town needs to SHUTTUP!

The Bar Scene

( + ) A smorgasboard of beers, wines and spirits to choose from with a trained professional to dispense them for you. You've got your goods, and you've got your services. Socially, everyone is dressed up 'with somewhere to go' and typically out with the same agenda as everyone else. That agenda entails two things: getting drunk and getting ass.

( - ) The biggest scam of all time is opening up a tab. Also, I love how the price of one shot of Jaeger is equal to one hour of minimum wage. I saw that same reference on a t-shirt one day and I totally concur. More annoying then an expensive bar is a crowded one. Once this happens, its like being on an elevator: standing shoulder to shoulder with a bunch of strangers and no access to a bartender.

Conclusion
I have thrown too many pregames, house parties, and late-night parties in my day to possibly be able to experience any sort of positive nostalgia for them in the future. Everything listed in the "house party" drawbacks has happen to me at some point.

Frugality never has, and never will be, a characteristic of my personality. When I go out to the bars, money suddenly turns into something of decreased value, and that's before I even walk in the place. Once I get a few drink in me, my "buy one get one free" disorder sets in. That's when for every drink I buy, a friend of mine gets one free. What can I say, I like taking care of people. Oh and top shelf only please, nobody likes a hangover.

Wishing champagne to my real friends, and real pain to my sham friends.