We go to parties to drink, socialize; basically have fun. But what happens when all the parties blend into one? when people's faces blur and it seems as if you don't know anyone? Then, you stand there, in the middle of the loud music, the scent of alcohol in the air while the voices buzz into non-distinction and all you see is yourself - alone.

Nowadays it feels as if there needs to be something more... more than just goofing off, more than just feeling the thrill from the alcohol, more than just letting things go and escaping for a moment...

I miss the days when parties were more than just parties... when they meant having fun because it meant more than just those things to us... when we found fun not in fooling, in flirting, in getting wasted... but because inside we did not feel alone... because party or no party, fun or no fun... we were happy. We were happy because we all had each other.

It isn't that parties that made us family. It was because we were family that before... everyday of our lives was a party we all shared.