Off-campus parties have been slow so far this year. If you are not apart of the athletic cliques or well connected with off-campus students the chances you made it out of Woodcrest to party is slim to none.
This past week was the exception to the mundane standard that has become Cabrini’s off-campus party scene. Students from every clique imaginable came out celebrate the day a popular athlete entered into the world.
The party which started off as a surprise, in no time spread like wildfire across Cabrini’s campus. Many students talked about the party days in advance. Some saying that the party would live up to the parties once thrown when the current senior class were sophomores.
Saturday came and it was about to be good night.
Five friends piled into a Honda Civic at Cabrini and with a designated driver as pilot decided to attend the very anticipated party of the semester. With an all black everything themed attire, each female in the car was ready to own the night.
It wasn’t a monumental birthday like turning 21, which often includes a night of binge drinking with little to no recollection of the decisions made that night. Instead it was laid back. The birthday boy was excited to be around close friends and acquaintances as he celebrated another year on earth.
From the outside of the house you wouldn’t suspect there to be anything going on inside. Yet as you opened the door you bumped into a large mattress. An ingenious way of building a sound barrier to avoid a neighbor calling in a noise complaint. Dodge a second mattress to the right door and you were finally welcomed to the sweet aroma of the party.
The smell lingered as you made your way to the back of the house and was accompanied by the many hugs of girls excited to see you or overwhelmed by the smell. One of the girls even had a tall, pink bottle of raspberry Svedka in her had to set off the night.
What would a birthday be without a cake? Sitting on the kitchen table surrounded by 20 or more people read a cake that said “Happy Birthday”, most likely provided by his closest friends.
More surprised by the number of people who weren’t dancing, there was one guy who took over the dance floor. Not sure if he was inebriated or just full of an untamable dancing drive, he continued to move across the congested living room floor with a Michael Jackson- like energy.
With the music streaming from a YouTube playlist and humming out of the less than balanced speakers; this guy could not be stopped.
A song in particular that set not only him off but the whole entire party was a popular rap song called “Coco” by rapper O. T. Genesis. As the bridge of the song blaired through the speaker the once lethargic party goers erupted into a chant screaming the songs famous lyrics, “baking soda, I got baking soda!”
The night ended early for the most of the party returning back to campus around 2 p.m. The original group of friends that piled back in the Honda and headed to Minellas to satisfy their munchies. With two orders of cheese fries, the Minellas classic breakfast and a order of pancakes the night concluded on a full note.
