saturday was international women’s day (females, congrats, you’re the fucking best), so after work, i got dressed up and headed uptown. a latte and some roaming later, bff and i met up with some other friends to go to the demonstration/manifestation/thing for women’s rights in society. it wasn’t very organized, but the atmosphere was really great. actually, the atmosphere could be felt on the streets the whole night, a lot of celebratory young people. after hanging at the demo, a few of us went to this club/venue to try to score some last-minute tickets for a huge feminist party that was going to take place later that night. we’d been a bit too casual, thinking that you’d probably be able to buy tickets at the door, while everyone else had been on that shit like a month before. luckily, we weren’t the only ones thinking like that. former classmate a and his girlfriend h had tickets, but not their friends e and e…2 (romantically involved).
a went kind of awol after graduation, so we hadn’t hung out with him much at all before these past couple of weeks. he’d just gotten together with h, and isn’t really good at balancing relationships in general. so the people from that whole high school gang that bff and i actually had been hanging out with a bit after graduation were mainly ag and jo, and also ag’s ex v. but then a randomly texted me and bff a couple of weeks ago, asking if we wanted to come to the housewarming party he was throwing with h and e, because they’d scored this penthouse (rich people) that they had until the summer. so bff and i had been like sweet, a party, and gone knowing basically one person that was going to be there. while there, we got to hang out with a’s gang a bit and all hit it off really well and it was funny cause we’d all gone to high school together but interaction was unfathomable back then because of high school reasons.
um yeah, like i said, we left ag and jo at the demo with another friend, to try to score last-minute tickets. we didn’t succeed… or, well, we could have, but the deal was basically that if you went in (at 7 pm) you’d have to stay the entire evening, ’cause if you went out, you wouldn’t be let back in. this was going to keep going until 3 am and we hadn’t had dinner so we said fuck that shit and decided that we’d wing it and come back later. so the guys were like yo let’s get pizza and chill at our place for a bit. i called jo and she said that they were going to stay at the demo a bit more, and join us later (which they didn’t, because they wanted to grab a quick bite and go to the party early).
so we went and bought some pizza, a couple of (gross) beers (the liquor store was closed, no good stuff) and some cranberry juice. at the apartment, we ate and chatted, and thinking about it now, i’m a little baffled over how not-awkward it all was. after dinner, we made cosmos (cranberry juice – explained). but whoa whoa whoa, i totally forgot to mention: at the demo, while standing with ag and jo (before meeting a and co), i’d been like: “hmm, i have a feeling that i’ll drink something pink tonight…. like a cosmo or something. for women.” a couple of hours later, voilà – and no, it wasn’t my idea. i hadn’t mentioned anything. it was great though.
after hanging around a bit more, we went back to the club to see if we could get in but surprise, the bouncer said nó. so we walked like three steps to burger king to meet a couple of more of a and co’s friends that we’d met before, at the party, they’d just scored tickets off someone and were trying to stash a bottle of rum so that it wouldn’t get confiscated at the door. after the girl managed to stuff the bottle down her bra, she and her boyfriend headed off together with a and h, who’d had some complications with their tickets before. those two have a wonderful dynamic that plays out in everything they do together. so a forgets to print out their tickets, and h gets pissed off. a says that it’s fine even if they don’t get in, and h freaks out. really, calm down h, you’re gonna get in, but i’d totally be freaking out too. and a, you’re right, how big of a deal is it if you don’t get in, but still, put your back into it. it all worked out.
left at burger king were e, e2, bff and i. e2 had some friend “spinning records” at a bar down the street, so he said that he’ll hang out there for a bit and see you later. now, the rest of us had a few options. we had our names written on lists for two other parties, so we could go to one of those, or just really try to get in. we decided that we’d ask again, just because we could – quoth the bouncer, “nein”. we were about to move on… when a bunch of raging feminists came storming the square with torches. cool, we said and stopped moving. leading the way were women without shirts on and oh, femen, we said. not so cool. there was some angry shouting and i responded to the anger (inwardly) because it was nice to remember that fuck there are still a lot of things to be angry over. people gathered around to look, and a couple of the women shoved at the men and said no this is not for you, fuck off. the kinda neat part was that the police were helping them get the men away… the not so neat part was that the protesters were throwing torches in the direction of the police (i mean, i get it, but not right now?).
once that was done, the three of us were ready to move on again… but then we had a nice idea. we figured we might have been able to get into the club using the entrance next to it, in the same building. so we snuck in there and started running through the different corridors, up and down the stairs. we tried every door, every code (even googled), but nothing. two girls came out of some door (kinda weird) and tried to help us, but nothing. we even called a, and then ag, who were inside, and asked if they could sneak around and open the door from inside (they couldn’t). eventually, we felt that okay let’s do something else now. so we went to get a beer nearby… but were stopped by v, who’d come to try to get into the party as well. he asked the bouncer and the bouncer said fucking no, so we all finally left the scene. we asked if v wanted to go to the other party with us, but he said he’d hang out with some of his bros at another bar instead. he seemed pretty low in general.
e, bff and i scurried off to carmen, a bar in a basement with no phone reception. there, we chugged a beer… some of us, two (e). then we were like alright we should probably actually get to that party… so we got on the train, and rode all the way up to the other end of the red line. some jumping around and instruction navigating later, we arrived at the party… where there was a line. okay, we said and stood at the back of the line. no we didn’t, we slowly but surely managed to cut our way to the almost-front (don’t judge, use and abuse). we still had to wait a while though. so we stood in the cold, outside of a warehouse, cursing and screaming at the glass wall whenever a group of guys were let in because fuck this isn’t your day, while a bad quality version of destiny’s child blared out of someone’s phone.
eventually, we got in, and it was really warm. and really sweaty. there were small rooms, with white cubes inside, that smelled like sex and there was a silver couch with two girls on it that probably also smelled like sex. there were two dance floors and the music was so good. so we fucked around until about 3, and then we felt pretty happy with our night. so we danced to the bus, and then to the subway, and then we had to wait for the train for like 30 minutes (what else is new). we just talked while waiting, and e was saying how much she liked hanging out with us. this is where i realized that bff and i had been hanging out with this girl, that we’d never had a real conversation with before, for an entire night. they’ve all turned out to be such genuinely cool people. and i mean, just the whole thing. i’m just looking at the universe, like what? if i told high school me that see those people by the lockers over there? yeah you’re gonna hang with them, i’d be like yeah okay you’re on crack. it’s just weird. but it’s nice. i just never expected that kind of thing. i’m glad that life manages to throw me really cool surprises every now and again.